I blame the pink pointy shoes..

Hey kids, rock n roll...
How is everyone on this sh*tty morning? I'm hungover and a bit depressed (so what's new I hear you say). Apparently, according to my girlfriend, my performance at yesterday's gig was 'unprofessional'. Can you believe that? From my own bird?!! I'm surprised she even remembers, given the fact that she was off her mash on red wine. F*cking cheek!
Anyway, I was a bit crap to be fair. I wore my new pink pointy shoes (pictured below) and I blame them for me stepping on the wrong pedal during the first song which cut all the sound off completely! I felt like a right bell-end. I start the set with a really slow build up that ends in a massive crescendo, at least, it's supposed to. Instead, I killed it dead! That wasn't a good start. Anyway, I think the crowd forgave me and think I managed to claw it back towartds the end. If you think otherwise then leave a comment here! Thanks to those of you who came to support me, I won't be so shoddy next time I promise.
'Louise Golbey' was on first and I was playing guitar for her. Little lady, massive voice and massive hair. She was really good. Better than me anyway. After me were some young hairy blokes called 'One Flew Over' and they were a retro Black Crows/Pearl Jam kind of thing. The guy's voice was impressive. Nice One. An acoustic singer songwriter called 'Glenn Hodge' was on last. Seemed alright, not your usual boring delivery so that's good. However, he put me off when he stood near me in the toilet cubicle earlier in the evening and let out a massive fart while he was taking a piss. Kind of ruined the more tender moments of his set for me...
So, the latest is that I'm trying to find different gigs now. Ideally they would be club nights as my newer stuff is much more dance orientated. Any leads would be appreciated. I might even draft a few people in to help me out live. Fun and games!
My next gig is at a pub called The Macbeth in Hoxton on the 11th of Sept. Who knows what shoes I'll be wearing then....