My thumbs, pointer fingers, and middle fingers are peeled down to the muscle on both hands from this tour. It looks like I have leprosy of the hands.
Usually I photograph myself on tour, but this time I’m going to post pics of the show I built in Atlanta yesterday. They don’t really do the footprint justice, but of all the shows I’ve built so far this one has turned out the best. This is the 4th year we’ve been in the Cotton Club of the Tabernacle so I already had it planned out in my mind when we got there. It was also the premier of The Legend of Zelda: The Twilight Princess (Wii Version) on Fusion. It’s replacing Metroid Prime 3: Corruption on the tour until we can get an updated MP3 demo out.
Jacksonville was today, Ft. Lauderdale tomorrow, then our first day off in 20 shows. It’s actually a travel day, but at least there’s no show.
No offense to anyone that lives in Winston-Salem, NC… but people here are not sharpest tools in the shed.
Quasi-day off tomorrow since the HoB in Myrtle Beach is tiny. About time.
Edit: So i just got in a fight with a guy who says he likes sci-fi like “The Matrix”, but refuses to accept the works of William Gibson as influence and thinks Neuromancer is nothing but a “fog of text”. Amazing.
New Jersey, awesome. Raining, more awesome. Having a shitty venue where we not only have to share floors pace with the bands, but can’t load out until after the entire show is done, ho OH, so awesome. Having to make an 8 hour drive tonight and still make it to Pittsburg for a 9AM load in… awes..fuck it.
This tour hits NYC on Sunday and I think I may just drop off it. It’s not worth it anymore. The routing fucking blows. Our tour manager is lost half the time with no idea what he’s doing. My job gets more and more difficult every day because of the shitacular job the production companies did on our road-cases and fixtures… the list just goes on and on.
I’ve never walked off a tour before and I’ve been on some real crap productions, but this, this is just a nightmare. We had 1 day off in 4 weeks and they decided to fill it and make us work on it. It’s all bullshit.
Might be time to find a new line of work.
Today we decided that Emery is the worst band on this tour (despite playing a very technically tight set tonight), that Reliant K’s guitarist is better than the rest of the band combined, and that The Sleeping may just be the best band on the tour (and are awesome guys to hang out with).
It wouldn’t be the first time the opening band turned out to be the best one on the tour. Last year, from day one, Panic! At The Disco was our favorite band out with us.
Our lighting director bought a stuffed squeeky toy duck to throw at people while they play Wii Sports: Shooting (aka: Dunk Hunt).
Lots of mutants at todays show, including this ginormous girl. I shit you not, she must have been like 450lbs. Our bus was getting pulled into her orbit… I hope i never have to go back to Kentucky.
Our show was in a high school last night. Last year was, like, 38 sold out shows out of 40. This year we’re moving venues on the fly because ticket sales are so low.
The Wii is driving at least 50% of the ticket sales, it’s crazy. Hundreds of kids every night completely ignoring the music part of the show just waiting in line to play Metroid Prime 3 or Wii Sports. Kinda hilarious.
Anyway, the tour still sucks and we’re only 5 shows in. Dunno if i’m gonna make it all the way through this one.
Strange day. Yes Steve, i still owe you an email. (P.S. The beard makes you look like a goddamn pirate.)
I leave for Milwaukee in 5 hours and i can’t sleep. FUSION ’06 kicks off in a week and i’m flying in to handle all the pre-production and then staying on for Front-Of-House Management for the 4th year in a row. It doesn’t feel like i was off-tour for the last 2 weeks, feels more like 2 days.
It’s a short tour this year, just over 5 weeks, but there’s a show almost every day. It’s going to be brutal. Part of me is really looking forward to the breakneck pace. Part of me just wants to stay home.
Yes, we will have The Wii. 10 of them, i pick them up on Friday. No, i did not pick the bands.
I think i might move to Chicago.
ATL done. Off to Knoxville, TN for whothefuckknowswhat. Someone told me today that the city streets are lined with guitars. They better not have been lying.
I want to just drop this tour and fly out to San Francisco for a few days, then drive down to LA and hang out with friends. I’ve been so tempted, but i know it would put my next tour (Fusion) at risk, and these 2 tours, 12 weeks of work, pay for 52 weeks of rent with a nice little number to sit on after-the-fact. Plus, i love Fusion since it’s basically “Drive around and play videogames for 5 weeks”.
Anyone know anything fun to do in TN?
So, today i woke up @ 9AM because the hotel clock said it was 8:20AM. I should have known it would be a sign…
So Mark and I leave the hotel and head over to Woodruff Park (ATL) to case the joint, see how we’re gonna build our footprint. Let me tell you now, incase you’ve never been to a park in the southern hemisphere (where it’s always warm), bums love parks in the south. Anyway, we play dodge the human trash and try and figure out where we’re supposed set up. The local manager who’s supposed to be on top of this isn’t even in the park yet, even though i specified 9AM on the first day. Don’t know where to put the truck, don’t know where to put the cars, don’t know where we can build, etc etc etc… We drive the 2 show cars up into the park and Mark asks a local cop if we can park the truck on the street to unload our production gear and the guy is like “Yeah, no problem.”
Local staff shows up around 10AM, help us unpack the truck, which promptly get’s ticketed, as does our 3 car, and a local staff persons car. I inform the traffic officer that not only do we have a park contract; we also have permission from the cops on duty in the park to be where we were. He responds with “I’m gonna walk up the street for my rounds, if i get back and those cars (the ones in the park) are still there, i’m gonna ticket them too and have them all towed.” I inform him, again, that we have a contract with the park and he’s welcome to try.
Meanwhile, i have 09345093 hours of paperwork to do because the people in the office i work for have no fucking idea what they’re doing. So we get set up (i have to tell our poor free ice cream girl she can’t set up because last time free ice cream was given out in the park the homeless people started a riot and beat each other up), i fix the mess wth the parking, and the cars, and whatever and head over to Kinko’s to start this ridiculous process of trying to get these deskjockeys what they need. I’m there for a whole, say… 10 minutes before I get a call from Mark informing me that that mayors office was onsite… and unhappy.
Ugh, that’s as far as i got before i left to go do laundry (@9PM) and i don’t have the willpower now to finish.
Oh god, last day. We all just want to go hooooome.
What a last show, Toms River, NJ… wtf?
We don’t care… we’re done.