B sides recorded and mixed, we all met at the airport for a short flight to France. Meeting us at the gate was a photographer from New York who we asked to come and snap us. His name is Nicholas Lorden and he's rather good.
I have perfected the art of sleeping the entire plane journey and so felt like I awoke before we took off. Weird feeling.
We hired a car to scout for places to shoot. The crew left in a bus and we all jumped in an Opel people carrier/car. These are what Clay (our son) has taken to calling a van/car...he points at them when we're out and shout's van-car, VAN-CAAAR. It's very funny. In Germany nobody notices but some heads turn in London when he spots one.
Anyways we all boarded our van-car and sped off into the french countryside. Having been photographed in nature before we asked Nick to scope out some more urban type backdrops or maybe situations that were vague. We'd be shooting the following day after sound check.
We all got acquainted with Nick over dinner at a place on the sea front and then all headed to bed but not before having a walk on the beach. It was still light at 11pm!
I overslept for the lobby rendezvous at 9am. We ended up leaving for soundcheck at 9.35 :)
Me and Dougie drove with Nick. The van we were following sped off at one point and we were suddenly adrift in the backroads of rural France. We ended up on the motorway going the opposite direction. After some fevered phonecalls we turned it around and caught up with the others after 20 minutes of sweating.
Soundcheck was short. Then we all boarded the VAN-CAR and disappeared for the day with our man Nick.
It was a great day. We went all over ending up back at the hotel. We did a quick round of pics on the beach before heading off to the festival.
I think we took a wrong turn somewhere as we entered the festival area because we ended up driving down this road with thousands of really drunk French people. At one point a bunch of them locked arms and sat down in front of the car. It was a stand off. A security guard came in the end and told them he would take the black leather muzzle off his alsatian if they didn't move. They moved. Dougie calls those dogs big Al-get-ye's.
The show was great. J.Smith was a highlight. We hung out with The Subways later and then drove back to the hotel.
This morning was early rise at 7am to get a car to catch a train to connect to a plane. I am now at home in Berlin.
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