Léelo en español

Madrid-Albacete driving should take no more than two hours, but it took me 3 hours and a half since I forgot that Friday was a holiday and departed at the worst possible time. Of course I was late for my two soundchecks at AB TV and Vision 6 TV. Well done! I am never late because I know how important a soundcheck is, but I couldn’t help it. The problem is that I only had 10 minutes to place my whole set whilst they show the ads in Vision 6 TV (which seems to be a good bunch of ads by the way) and only then I realized I had forgotten in Madrid two very important adapters. Can I be sillier? Surely not! But show must go on, so mic in hand the skilled journalist (no irony) improvises an interview and I improvise a beatbox set, feeling that I was missing a good chance of promotion.

Thanks Vision 6 TV for your infinite patience. No irony yet.
It’s over. I’m grabbing my backpack I left resting on the floor behind the stage, and I find it completely blue and with a sickening smell of pee that I have still caught in the pituitary. Indeed! Oh yeah! The portable urinal cabin behind the tent had a small leak and my backpack with clothes inside served as a sponge. Mmmmmh… Yeah… So good… At the end of the day, the blue liquid smells good, but mixed with human waste coming from the Vision 6 TV worker’s asses, it is completely unbearable. I think I prefer to be shat in the teeth directly instead of having to deal again with seeing all my clothes permeated with that disgusting liquid.

Thanks Vision 6 TV for your infinite patience. No irony yet.It’s over. I’m grabbing my backpack I left resting on the floor behind the stage, and I find it completely blue and with a sickening smell of pee that I have still caught in the pituitary. Indeed! Oh yeah! The portable urinal cabin behind the tent had a small leak and my backpack with clothes inside served as a sponge. Mmmmmh… Yeah… So good… At the end of the day, the blue liquid smells good, but mixed with human waste coming from the Vision 6 TV worker’s asses, it is completely unbearable. I think I prefer to be shat in the teeth directly instead of having to deal again with seeing all my clothes permeated with that disgusting liquid.

When I thought everything was over, I still had to go to the other TV, where they expected me to play live, and tell them that I forgot very important adaptors and could not be possible to play. On the way I looked sometimes at the sky in case a ray or a flying velociraptor fell on my head.

When I got there I realized that my body exuded the smell of bad energy and blue pee, so that absurd arguments were generated around, and probably rumors that I pissed. As I explained that I could not play, whilst cleaning with a bottle of water and toilet paper the remaining blue shit on my wallet and keys, to the amazement of AB TV programmers, my friend Freud (I think his name Antonio, but always was and will be Freud) managed a way to get two new specific adaptors at eleven pm, with a deep and absolute success. Exceptional and resolute mind. It was he who said «not get too excited yet, it’s not your day. Play first. We’ll break out the champagne afterwards.» They quickly improvise a stand for my loop stations and while I was still getting started the presenter starts talking live to the camera. I was there sweating, without concentration, no soundcheck, and smelling like ass and pee.

There was no champagne, but shrimp and beers with family and friends. After all it was a fun day. No irony yet.  🙂

Beatmac

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