Et pendant ce temps là à Seregno.
Feb 27 Milano, day-off, war of the Finocchios part 2... What could a poor rock'n roll band do when he is in a shitty way in an unfriendly town where everybody seems to want to steal you. He calls his booking agent and thanks god,Sandra is an efficient booking agent to stir us out from the shit. She finds a cheap hôtel close from university: a room for six less than 20 euros for a person adding a bit to have a safe park for the van. I go to the hôtel with our specialist in italian language,the schlong,Feliciano and once more we're facing a Finocchio who claim to have only one room for two to rent. Waves of anger are growing inside me. I upper my voice: we're a rock'n roll band touring in Italy,our booking agent told us he has a room for six to rent,we're outside and it 's impossible to spend another night in the van. Finocchio have to rent us the room or to give us another adress where we could find same conditions. Finocchio finds the room (quite easier than to find his ass-hole) ask more money for the park of the van,because we are six (fuckin' robber!!) but we get the room and the parking lot. I'll sleep twelve hours because of stress and six tiring first days. other Ashtones go and drink local red wine close the hôtel. Fed of the Pinocchios, we can rest till the next bunch of shows.
Gé
