We went to Badmoon today. Badmoon do all our press stuff. We had some interviews to do. Last nights gig was good. It was Remy Zeros' final gig. A sadhappy night. We all hugged and toasted our friendship.
Cedric we love you, Shelby those eyes, man, Gregory a quiet gentleman, Jeffrey you tiny funky guitarist, a charming man and Cinjun Tate universal spirit he smokes American spirit. We are monkeys.
After Badmoon we all piled into a taxi and headed for BBC Television Centre, a maze of a building which at its core has spouted many classic programmes. Fawlty Towers, Top of the Pops, The Alan Partridge Show, Absolutely Fabulous, BBC Learning Zone and tonight the institution that is known as ' Later with Jools Holland'. We were due to rehearse our numbers for sound. When we walk into the studio we enter Paul McCartney's soundcheck. They are totally rocking out.
When they finished I asked one of the people where we were playing because I couldn't see it. The guy pointed to this massive backdrop with Travis album artwork on it. Ahh, that'll be our bit.
We played on 'Jools' 3 years ago almost to the week. We had just signed our record deal with Andy Mac and had never played on TV before. We hadn't even recorded the first album. That night we met Lionel Ritchie. He was dead nice.
Between songs today Paul McCartney walked up to me and shook my hand and said hello. Me and Dougie were beside ourselves. " Who's that over there Dougie?", " It's Paul McCartney, Franny,".
So tonight's show, the last one of this British tour, was a goody, overshadowed only by a lack of Remy Zero. Ooberman rocked on a Remy Hotspot. Danny was glowing.
After the show we are led out the venue and a whisked away to 'the aftershow'. I don't like these things. You never truly know anyone there.
We are glad we have each other and our friends at these kinda things. Nora, Jude and Edds are here tonight. Good. Still on a high from our meeting with Macca we arrive home and drink tea and talk about the madness.