06.03.18 - Ég mun finna þig í fjöru

Hallooo,

All quiet on the Brazilian front, as the rainy season sets in and we shall be forced to camp. 

On Saturday I went to a rehearsal/audition with a band Gaby's uncle put me in touch with.   The studio is professional-level and they seem like a nice bunch, albeit stuck in the 70's - Crazy Little Thing Called Love (1980) is the most modern song I could coax out of them, although as the newbie I obviously didn't want to overstep the mark (I draw the line at Hotel bloody California though).  I'm going back next week and we have a gig on the 24th, apparently!

Otherwise it's business as usual, plenty of lettuce, two more compilations, and an Icelandic phrase of the week which translates as "I will find you on the beach", and means "I will have my revenge on you" (one of many from this rather amusing page). 

Speak soon!
Fred Runner 2049