Yesterday, Pete, our tour manager pictured below, was convinced that we had cursed the tour from the get go. "how many banks did you lads rob since we last saw each other?" hahaha, Pete, you so crazy.
thats the sound of the air deflating from the tire in our van. Maybe we did rob a bank.
karma aint nothin to F with. Wait, this was after we left one of our keyboards behind and had to fall behind schedule to go grab it. maybe it was two banks.
at least the weather was nice for the drive. all drive, the sun was shining, our spare tire was kicking, no worries. we even made it to Nottingham on time. Then, we had to load out, and it started hailing. Just in time for us to unload all our gear. Once my socks were wet, I thought maybe we robbed two banks and a retirement home. It was a real downer.
If you don't like having wet socks, you knew how I felt. However, try eating a pickle and cheese sandwich while wearing wet socks. bogus.
We played a dice round to see who gets first dibs on the pre-packaged sandwiches that were awaiting us after sound check... No one wanted the cheese and pickle one. Jeff rolled a 12 and kicked the wall saying how he was just going to throw it out... Until I rolled a 13.
I never was so jealous of ham and cheese. Maybe another bank robbed.
Alas, finally we played. People danced and sung along and seemed to be either drunk or really enjoying themselves. Afterwards, we made friends and drank snake bites and did thumbs ups in photographs. The day was over, we were glad, and we celebrated by watching Scary Movie 2 in the hotel room... which was probably the biggest downer of the day.