Arrived to Cardiff today and met up with Martyn in the city. Came over to his place, had a couple of glasses of red wine & hamburgers, then lazied around until the afternoon. Took a nice walk in the park (I LOVE the park!), had a nice cup of Nero coffee while Mart had a leaking cup of banana-something juice, which he actually couldn’t drink after all. So it ended up on the table, chairs and finally, some of it into Jo’s mouth.

Yes I think these details concerning our beverages were very interesting and relevant.

After that the two of them abandoned me in front of CIA to queue to John Mayer‘s gig. Seemed hopeless, but when the line started moving, in only took 5 minutes to get in. And I got close to the stage too!

Hilights of the gig: Belief, absolutely. Stop This Train. John’s fooling around looking goofy, speeches & jokes, the fun backup singer ladies and well, most of the evening. Just awesome. Oh! And Ellie Goulding, the warm-up act. I listened to some of her songs before leaving home and didn’t like them much but dammit! I just couldn’t help loving her. Amazing singer, fun personality, good live show.

But Mayer, oh. I still can’t believe I got to see him play live OR that the gig is now actually over and I’m not sure if I’m ever gonna see him play again.. as I updated my Twitter account:

I feel it coming. I can sense it. It’ll hit me like a ton of bricks floating on a hurricane. The post-gig depression.