Fly Away My Little Stir Crazy Babies!
Had a funny experience yesterday. Took a hundred copies of the album to the sub-distributor's (Pinnacle) warehouse. It is in Swanley off the A20 which is a pain of a drive for us central Londoners as you have to drive through London across the river and via Peckham and Lee which means loadsa traffic. 25 miles took over an hour and a half to drive, which mean't a three and a half hour round trip and lots of boredness and huffing and puffing (after I'd listened to my DJ Format and Biggie albums twice in a row each).
Anyway, got there and saw THOUSANDS of cd's being offloaded and stored etc. It made me feel like an ickle dwarf. There was a freight truck there with a loader taking boxes of cd's off which was mad, but I suppose normal really for a distribution warehouse. So in trooped lil' ol' me with my four small boxes of 25 cd's. The lady said put them on top of a pile of about 1000 cd's of a band with a completely random name that no one will ever hear of and I was off, while saying a little good luck speech for my babies (fly away my little ones, and don't stop until you are in someone's cd player).
Got back, annoyed and drained from the drive and an email comes in from our distributor Wilf telling us we had just sold out on pre-orders and needed to drop some more in asap. DOH! Great news, but I'm not looking forward to becoming very familliar with this drive!
Upside was that me and the boys played the bedford in the evening and smashed it up good style.
Cheerio,
Karim
