Don't Whine At Me Argentina

Life on the road may sound like one grand cocktail of glamour, excitement and good times but beyond the bright lights is a world of hard work, long journeys, alot of waiting around, bad food, and little sleep. And if you're really unlucky, you are accompanied by an artsite who is an angry, sour-faced, never satisfied egomaniac, who has seen better times.
Such was this writer's lot recently when he agreed to accompany Juana Molina, an Argentinian singer/songwriter. What began as an ideal work situation - 2 people on the road for 2 weeks, playing shows mostly in the UK, supportive label and promoters to make life just bounce, enthusiastic audiences who paid out hard earned cash to be entertained - turned into a heavyweight contest of mind games and petulant artistic behaviour. I entered the arena as sound engineer, tourmanager and driver, and ended up tagging on new additions to my job description: merchboy, whippingboy, slave.
Too many stories to regale, but I won't waste my energy on the ins and outs of it all right now.....buy me a Guinness or two next time you see me, keep the home fires burning, and I'll recount all the war stories.
Somebody told me that she used to be a famous comedian in Argentina. Nobody told me that she was the joke.