A refreshing cold shower in Haarlem. After the great Daniel tour this was a good old fashioned gig in front of a handful of people, most of them talking, screaming to each other during the show. I have to decide, besides some secret gigs in our favorite bars of course, not to do these free entrance gigs anymore. It's too much of an ordeal.

So booker Henk, a big task is resting on your shoulders.

The Daniel tour feels like a dream. Waking up from narcosis after a rib is removed or something. We used the big American van to go to Haarlem. A farewell to the GMC and back to reality.

Six-pack or Champagne.