Day 1 - Sam - 17th March
We hit the road at midday. The last week has been so hectic getting
everything ready for the tour, so it’s a relief to finally be
on the road and on our way. Hal’s flown back to England to take
care of some business, so it’s just me and Jamie for the next
4 days and the next 2000 miles on the road to get to the first show
in Birmingham, Alabama. We have a pretty uneventful day, just listening
to bluegrass on the radio and looking at the desert. At 11 PM we have
a major blow out on the back right tyres. BOLLOCKS, BOLLOCKS and more
BOLLOCKS!!! So we spend the next 2 hours waiting and when the AAA truck
finally turns up, he’s got the wrong gear so we have to wait another
2 hours for him to get another truck. We eventually get to a Tyre Center
in Flagstaff, AZ at about 3.30 AM and thank the Lord they open on Sundays!
We pass out about 4 AM
Day 2 - Jamie - 18th March
After, what can be called, an eventful night, we wake in the car park
of Sams Club, Flagstaff AZ, praying for them to have the right tyre
for the job. As we drive to the garage, our hearts sink as we see it's
closed, we ask some girls out front what time it opens, they tell us
what we thought, it opens at 10, we think it's gone 10, so we ask what
time zone are we in and we're in Arizona time????? Ok so that translates
into a possible hour more sleep...GUTTED! Anyway so after the place
opens we get on the road, after the tyre was changed.... of course...
Lots more driving, we end the day at a truck stop somewhere in the pan
handle of Texas.
Day 3 - Sam - 19th March
Um, we drive… a lot! We stop at a proper southern hick gas station
to sleep. I can hear the music from the film Deliverance going round
my head. I hold on to my pillow tightly and fall asleep.
Day 4 - Hal - 20th March
Spent the last week in England, seeing a man about a dog ;-) I took
an early plane out of London to meet the boys in Alabama for tonight's
show. I got into Birmingham at 10 and by 11 we were on stage. I was
in a confused but fluid state of playing – usually I use Scotch,
but jetlag seems to work just fine. By 1am I was back on UK time so
wide awake. The joys of this venue, The Nick, is that the patrons don’t
live by 9-5 living… this is a bar that closes when the last person
turns the light out. I’m not sure I was the last, but I was sure
happy to find our RV and my bed parked just outside.
Day 5 - Jamie - 21st March
I get rudely awoken by some redneck who obviously has a bigger motor
bike than penis but even that is half the size of the one on his head!!!
The guy just sits there revving his bike what a twat! doesn't he know
we had a late night playing pop music to the people of Birmingham???
anyway after he pissed off (maybe he needed more petrol) we headed out
to Atlanta GA via the nearest Cracker Barrel. Once on the road, I get
my head down and have a nice nap, We have a brief day off today and
we have the promise of food, showers and a nice bed to look forward
to. We arrive at a friend of a friends House I bolt to get in the shower
first. Hillary is a darling; she's laid out a basket of goodies, And
I do love Fig Newton's, to quote Talladega nights, which is what we
spent the night watching. AHHHHH lovely!
Day 6 - Sam - 22nd March
I wake up late at our friend, Hillary’s house in Atlanta, have
a shower and wonder down stairs. Hillary’s a star and has cooked
us all a lush breakfast – this is a pretty awesome start to my
day and a right treat when on tour. We hang out most of the day, catching
up on band stuff and then head down to the club about 6ish. We’re
playing Smith’s Olde Bar tonight and it’s an awesome venue,
the only down side is that it’s got the most c@#%ish stairs ever!
So, after sweating our balls off and getting some much needed exercise,
we have a beer and dinner served to us by a lovely girl called Sam.
We do a good show and then get some drinks in with some friends afterwards.
The people in Atlanta are always cool and the people that run the club
are very very cool. We end up back at Hillary’s house about 3
or 4 and crash - pretty civilised really. The full on debauchery that
is our normal life on the road hasn't started yet, but it's early days
and I feel it's on the way!
Day 7 - Hal - 23rd March
Day 8 - Jamie - 24th March
Day 9 - Sam - 25th March
We stopped at an RV park last night in Virginia, so when I wake up I
find my self in a really nice place with the birds singing and nature
in all its glory. I take a nice hot shower and cook my self an egg fried
sarny, which is made perfect cause we have proper HP brown sauce from
back home. Couldn’t have started my day off better really. Suddenly,
my world is shattered though. Jamie is still in bed and informs me that
he has morning wood (in a far more crude way though) and would I like
to see it. Eeuhhhttt!!! I retch and have to leave the RV before my day
is completely ruined and my mind is scarred for the rest of the tour.
Somehow, I manage to get my breakfast down, whilst Jamie is shouting
out the window, “hey Sam, check this out” and out of the
corner of my eye, I can see he has his arse out. This boy has serious
issues!!! We get to the club, get well fed and hit the stage a couple
of hours later. We’re really getting our shit together now so
we do a really good show. The new songs in the set are going down really
well, so I guess we’re doing something right. After the show we
have some shots and drinks. Jamie and I are challenged to pool by some
nice girls, so we proceed to play the worst game of pool in our lives,
but somehow manage to win. We really need to get our pool chops back
up if we’re to call ourselves a real rock band. We crash outside
the club about 2 or 3. Good day!
Day 10 - Hal - 26t March
Day 11 - Jamie - 27th March
Day 12 - Sam - 28th March
We stayed in Manhattan with a friend last night. I was shit faced last
night, so didn't really know where we were, but when I wake up and look
out the window I see we're right bang in Union Square - MILKED!!! -
this place must cost an arm and a leg! We take a little wonder around
Manhattan for a while and get some grub (thanks Cara!). Jamie wants
to check out some shoe shop, so we have a gander round. They have some
cool shoes, but the shop assistant is the rudest wanker I have ever
met. I could have twatted the git. Anyway, after having a good hang
out we head back to Brooklyn to pick up the RV. We get invited into
the Trash Bar for one more drink before we hit the road, so we oblige
and hit the road a while later. We drive a few hours and crash outr
at a truck stop.
Day 13 - Hal - 29t March
Day 14 - Jamie - 30th March
Day 15 - Sam - 31st March
I get woken up by the door bell ringing and Ryan shouting "F@#K
off, don't ring the f@#King door bell, I hate the f@#King door bell,
RAAAAAHHHHH, F@#K, S#$T, B@LL@X!!!". I guess he doesn't like his
door bell very much - I shouldn't laugh, but I canni help it. ;-) It
takes him a good 15 minutes to chill and get his Chi back, but eventually
he does. Donnie, the owner of Rex's, takes us for lunch and then onto
Bam's house to check out his new skate ramp. We've hung out with Bam
a few times but never been to his house. When the gates open there's
a rainbow on the road and there's these weird fucked up dinosaurs in
the bushes everywhere and a giant penis painted on his garage door next
to his Lamborghini - his place is more like a theme park than a house.
He rolls up on his ATV and helps us all to Rockstar and Vodkas before
taking us down to the new skate ramp (it's more like a skate park really).
It has the tallest and thinnest vert I've ever seen, which goes through
a tunnel before taking you back up another huge wall and throwing you
out onto a 7 foot high rail. There's this kid called Figgy going down
this thing time and time again. FUCKING MENTAL!!! It also has a tree
house where seven kids have been living whilst building the monster
skate ramp - must smell good in there I reckon. We hang out with Bam
for the day, checking out a new film he's starting work on before we
head down to the local pub for some food and pints. Then we head back
to Rex's for a friends band who's playing here tonight. We get stuck
into the booze some more and I have to go and pass out about 4. Jamie
and Hal saw things out until 6 and apparantly they got through the infamous
96oz beer jug with Judd in under 10 minutes. Thank fuck I went to bed
before that mess!