And we had some pretty bad days, like in Italy, where a truck driver unloaded all the equipment an hour north of Rome, not an hour south of Rome, and a slightly worse day where a keyboard player called me and said, "Chris, don't panic, but we may have just sound-checked at the wrong people's wedding."
I vam tenir alguns dies bastant complicats, com a Itàlia, on un conductor va descarregar tot l'equip una hora al nord de Roma, no una hora al sud de Roma, i un dia una mica pitjor en què un teclista em va trucar i em va dir: "No t'espantis, però és possible que hàgim fet la prova de so al casament equivocat".