Nothing like a sharp deadline to get the blood running to the brain.
The creatively titled 3-4-5 Tour starts on Thursday. 3 Cities. 4 Days. 5 Shows.
Shut up. Saad wanted to call it the “Three Placebo’s” tour, so be grateful with what we have.
I have spent the last few nights writing comedy, designing the poster and tickets and going over the details.
Current breakdown looks like us (Saad, Danish and I) performing a show in Karachi on Thursday. Flying to Lahore on Friday and then performing a private show (which sounds oddly like a sex-show no matter how many times I say it) Friday night for an Indian Delegation at <a href=”http://www.lums.edu.pk”>LUMS</a>. Saturday morning a second show at LUMS, this time for the alumni, then a public show that evening. Then we drive a van to Islamabad Sunday morning, perform there in the evening and then catch the red-eye back to Karachi.
Monday morning I slip into a deep coma, only to awake on the 1st of December to act in a stage play for World Aids Day. After that I plan on digging a hole deep into the ground and burying myself in a cocoon in my subterran lair, cared for by my army of Morlocks. I shall awake when my nation needs me, lead them to battle against the forces of Mordred, my lifelong nemesis, and stand victorious over the corpses of my vanquished enemies. My beard shall be full and manly, my armour will gleam in the light of the rising sun and I shall smell of freedom. And underarm sweat. But mostly freedom.
I want statues dammit.