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// Interlude: Sonic Foal Tour Diary, Day 25: Seaddle 
// Story: The Sound And Fury From Seaddle 
// by Nic-Fit 
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Dissy made us all get up really early, again. I get we've got a schedule to keep to, but awake pre-sunrise is a resounding 'No' from me. I still don't see why she had to wake us all up anyway, it was her and Metro's turn to pull the cart, the rest of us could just have stayed asleep until it was our turn. Maybe she was mad she had to get up or something.

We got into Seaddle in time for lunch. We stayed inside most of the day, it was threatening to rain, but didn't in the end. I really need to find us a weather schedule or something. I found a neat little pawn shop and managed to score a vintage camera, quirky little thing, but it still works. Ressy and Dissy spent most of the day playing with their own film camera, a bunch of visual experiments or something. I got to say, some of the stuff they came up with looked kinda cool.

(Note to Ressy: I know you'll read this at some point, and I'm going to keep calling you Ressy, not to annoy you, but because it's just better than having to say Resonance every time I want to get your attention. I don't see what's so bad about it, Dissy seems pretty fine with it.)

(P.S. It is actually also to annoy you, but only a little bit.)

We met up with Pony Galore at the sound check, then went to get dinner, a banquet of hay fries all around. We jammed a bit on their bins. That was fun, we should try that sometime.

The show went well, the crowd were loving it, there was some great energy. I hope the rest of the Seaddle crowds are like this at our next shows. The set went well, every pony seemed to enjoy it. We did a quick two song encore at their insistence.

We noticed the crowd had left somepony behind as they were leaving, and said somepony was bleeding, so we took her backstage for help. Her friends apparently had the same idea and got to her at the same time we did. We put her down on the sofa and Dissy went to go find a first aid kit for her head, and I talked to her friends. Lyra and Vinyl were their names, and Octavia was the injured one. After she woke up and told us what happened, we all started talking. Octavia seemed really grateful, and they were all good for a laugh.

So by the end of the night, Metro had talked them into starting their own band. Vinyl seemed really, really into it, but we were all more than a bit drunk by that point. After that we all left, we even get to stay in an actual hotel this time! This is so much better than the cart, it really is. We're playing the Hay Bale tomorrow, and The Grand Stable the day after, then we're off to Fillydelphia after a break. Hectic.

~ No Wave