mogwai's tour diary

munich 'incognito'
the venue was an industrial estate reflecting the low morale of the country's youth after the invention of krauthop in the 40s.

our tasteful joke about jews indicated this country's propensity to forget and laugh has still not diminished.

the crowd were nice apart from two english cunts who complained that the 4 hour set did not come with brown sauce (steak sauce you ignorant fucks).

we then retired to our sublime bus 'palace on wheels' as ligament went home to satisfy their grandmother's needs.