Wednesday 27 March
After dropping Hoppy at San Fran airport (he'd finished his leg
of the tour), 5 remaining Scooters head off to LA which is where
all this sort of started if you get my drift.
Stopped at Johns to have quick wash, then to Spaceland for
a souncheck. Spaceland is in Silverlake, a district on the East
side of LA. It is sort of known as an Indie/Arty sort of area so
the club attracts that sort of crowd. As always when we are in LA
we have a great time because we have so many friends there.
Did a bit of catching up with everyone before the show. Although
its a great night, we always feel bad that we dont have
enough time to talk to everybody who came out to see us. The set
was great, we played really well. I think people were enjoying the
new songs as well as some of the old favourites. Halfway through
the set Humberto Flores (old friend) burst through the club doors,
beer in hand and started dancing like a madman, which scares the
shit out of everyone in the audience, but makes all 5 Scooters piss
themselves laughing - resulting in a dodgy middle 8 in 5 oclock
Angel. After the show, we talk some more until the owner throws
us out because he wants to lock up.
So we all go Benitos for Mexican food in LA. Eric is with us so
we drop him off to his mansion in the hills, Hollywood and then
head back to Julies at 4am.