Without patience for pleasantries, I burn on with this recollection of happenings that flittered by without time to even recognise...it seems.
Atlanta was next on the madness map. Friends of Ann allowed us the luxury of showering in their spacious homes sheltered outside by deep red trees shedding their leaves to lighten the load. The club was good. The show was not. The night passed onto another bar where inebriation and much silliness followed.
Chapel Hill greeted me. I went into the dark club and showered. I then walked into town on the eternal hunt for coffee. Second hand shops were found and ransacked. Organic food consumed. Indian food eaten late at night. Show was above par. Back in the bus and onto further and newer heights..... North..
The sun broke my skin as I ran out of the bus to help Darryl find parking. Falls Church was fucking boiling. Eivind and I went into the club to have a peek and found two cold beers chilling in the fridge... enjoyed and refreshed we walked into town with Darryl, payed him his wage, headed to an Irish pub for stew and a cold one, then back for Load-In and the embarrassment that followed with a 800 capacity venue filled by 53 people. The highlight was finding out the lightsguy was a backpacker who had spent years all over asia.. we rambled on with hasty stories as we sucked down beers and tried to sort the finances out way up in the attic. It was then time for festivities. We headed down to the Irish place again, Had a couple. Then watched Eivind go mental at the karaoke place opposite as he grabbed the mic, tried to dance and sing "Like a Virgin" and at one point interrupted a womans performace to blow into a straw. Oh the joys of tour managing...... we got him back onto the bus and left for Philly.
Scott Hatch was in Philly. Tom Roberton was in Philly. This was the first time we had all met up since the days of Hong Kong and beers at Shek-Ol. Unfortunately there was not enough time to really chat but it was fantastic to hang out a bit. The show was good. We wrestled away and headed over to Monks to eat fantastic fries and burgers washed down with La Chouffe..!!!! mmmm......Back to the club late late at night, and into the bus, Tom and his friend Sarah joined us and we pointed the lights towards New York and settled in for some drinks and dvds.
Sometimes I just love touring.
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