Hotel Acceptable, Tokyo.
Dribble dribble. I'm not sure what the time is, although it may be just before six in the evening. But on which planet, I ask?
19.44
Back from the production meeting between US & Japanese teams. Stepping out of the elevator I met a Blonde Belew. Ade & Martha are both blondes now, Ade tells me.
A letter under my door informs me that the European tour is on, in a slightly extended format. The letter includes an appalling suggestion - that Crimson play the Festival Hall on the South Bank as part of a percussion festival. What a downer to greet me, dribbling pitifully at the beginning of this leg of the year's touring - a suggestion that Crimson play London. This needs an immediate response, for Crimson to be included in the festival programme, or not.
"May we have the clarity to see what is required of us, the courage to accept it, and the capacity to discharge it."
