Poor Amy Meredith. They came all the way from Sydney to play a gig at my house. I hope they realised that I appreciated it, as awkward as it was for all concerned.
When I noticed one of their roadies looking for coins to play pinball, I told him that he didn’t have to pay – I wasn’t running some kind of gold-coin racket. It was months later when I was replacing a light bulb that I discovered a couple of coins that they’d obviously put in before I told them they only needed to press ‘Start.’
They are playing cheap gigs for Sydney-siders. Tickets are available here.