We had a scam for a while on tour;Travelled around the UK with MU330 on tour. Only because I managed the support act - Ska-Gal & the Hands of Ra.
Always thought going on tour would be fun, as manager wheeler dealing - I didn't forsee the drugs I was going to procure would be Night Nurse and Benolin.
We had our own mini bus with a dozen of us in. £50 a gig in November and everyone had a cold throughout. The glamour of Cardiff, Highbury, Derby, Leeds, Hartlepool, Glasgow and Darlington in the snow. We lived on busking, cheese sandwiches and a pallet of out of date larger I blagged in a market in Derby. By day 3 we ran out of real fags and were skinning up with cheap pipe tobacco. After every gig I had to schmooze for our beds for the night (MU330 seemed to always have somewhere nice for themselves). In Glasgow we ended up in a former brothel with 4 charming heroin addicts and it was covered in pictures of their genitals. We spent the night going on about what radical Brightonians we were, until at three in the morning a naked bearded Scot stood in the doorway and said 'Who's up for a sauna?' At that point we all pretended to be sleepy and hid under whatever covers we could find.
We’d finish a gig, get loaded at the after party and then at about 4am two of us would go out to the suburbs, look for houses with empty milk bottles and egg boxes outside.
We’d leave a note by the bottles saying “eggs, bacon, and orange juice today please”
Then we’d wait for the milkman to deliver said items, wait for him to disappear round a corner, and swoop in to collect our breakfast. Take it back to the van and cook it up on our camping stoves.
I know it’s out of order but when you’re getting paid 40 quid a gig and had to pay for petrol etc, we did what we did.
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