DAY TWO – THE CLONE HOUSE: I think the rehearsals are paying off. Clone Bradley, Clone Tina and Clone Jo embrace the chant we have invented and repeat endlessly: “We are SClub, we formed a band, we make records, we release records, we tour!” It works wonders and I sense they might be enjoying themselves. In the afternoon I’m listening on the headphones when they start talking between themselves about the scene – they’ve forgotten their radio mics are on and I can hear them. Ha-ha! My joy turns to dread as Daniel our first a/c falls to the floor screaming in pain having somehow dislocated his shoulder, the band are noticeably shocked. Within minutes he’s in an ambulance and speeding away to hospital. Someone says we won’t see him again for two weeks.