You know what’s easier than following around your fave pop stars, day in, day out, to see what they’re up to right that minute? Asking them. This month, we nab PUNCHBAG.

9:00am → Wake up to our rooster.

9:10am → We begin the 4-step routine:

1. Wax. 2. Ice plunge (face and feet). 3. Go outside for a few minutes for a bit of natural light. 4. Daily affirmations to reduce anxiety and fatigue.

10:00am → Start living.

10:20am → Check we’ve got all of our equipment, don’t want to bore you with a rig rundown, but best know we are packing heat.

11:00am → Begin packing said heat into way too low protection suitcases.

11:20am → Begin the pilgrimage to the rehearsal space, ramming four suitcases and a guitar bag onto the 53 bus.

11:45am → Arrive at rehearsal space to get down the new epic intro we made a few days ago and go through the set with our homies Aron and Darcey (meet the band).

3:00pm → Finish rehearsal, head to the venue and pick up some meal deals. If you’re interested: Anders has picked a chicken bacon stuffing sandwich, scotch egg and a can of coke (it’s a bad day to be the meat industry), Clara has a tuna sweetcorn sandwich, prawn cocktail crisps and the purple naked smoothie.

4:00pm → Arrive at the venue, Bermondsey Social Club.

5:00pm → Clara starts to lather soap into her eyebrows to stick them up for optimum face snatch; Anders very kindly holds the mirror whilst Clara applies eyeliner on her waterline, after recently discovering that using eyeshadow to set it helps it not run down the face, which is really lovely.

6:00pm → Soundcheck, warm voice up with yellow silicone straw and generally feel a bit butterfly-y about the fact we are playing our first-ever headline show that is sold out.

8:30pm → Watch the amazing Ena Mori, who opened for us, who we are now such fangirls of.

9:30pm → Walk on stage and actually nearly tear up because of how amazing it was seeing that many people in one room for PB (soooo special!); play our favourite show we have ever done!

10:20pm → Come off stage and agree with each other that that was maybe one of the best 50 mins of our lives? Also maybe the sweatiest? Felt like Stuart Little in that scene where he gets stuck in the washing machine. Then chat to everyone and drink some beer.

11:30pm → Have to leave the venue but refuse to go home so find somewhere else that’s open til late.

3:00am → Uber home, make some eggs on toast then sleep. ■

Taken from the July 2025 issue of Dork.