Special guest writer today: Pasty
Some may be asking themselves a couple of questions right now.
1) Who or what the hell is Pasty?
2) Why isn’t that Bongo guy writing?
Answers: I’m just a caveman. I don’t understand the ways of your modern world. Are there little people living inside my computer typing these words? Wait, no. I am the tour manager for the rock band Guster. And that Bongo guy who we all so dearly love, is on the 5 day D.L. because his hands are so blistered and bloody, between the Advil and the ice is barely able to function. Enter me.
I write to you, dear reader, from the confines of our 5 star hotel here in Los Angeles complete with kitchen (ooohhh) and working fireplace (aaahhh). Why a fireplace in L.A., I have no clue. Anyways, I thought I might give you a little re-cap on the past couple of days on the road.
Since our big New Years shin dig in Boston, the aforementioned rock band Guster has been spending time conquering the mid-west and all that it has to offer. Wednesday we all spent a lot of time at the arch in St. Louis. Adam describes the arch as, “Awesome.” I think he and Angela (our merchandise person) even spelled out the letter “A” on the ground while Ryan (in between phone calls to everyone her knew) took a picture from the top of the arch. The show in St. Louis was one of the best of the tour. The guys played really well, and the crowd response was really strong, Brian bleeds all over drums.
Thursday brought us to Drake University in Des Moines, Iowa. Iowa.
Friday was another great show at the Ranch Bowl in Omaha, Nebraska. The show was great, and the best thing about it was that there was a bowling alley attached to the club. Rob (our sound engineer) and myself had a couple of heated matches going on. The other great thing Nebraska provided us with was underwear for Brian and Eric. Again, Brian bleeds all over drums.
Early Saturday morning we arrived in Boulder, Colorado. It was a gorgeous day in the foothills of the rockies. We all had a lot of free time during the day to visit with some of our old friends in the area. Adam and Ryan went hiking and rock climbing, while Brian and I journeyed around the “Ped Mall” and “the Hill” with Eric (our monitor engineer), Angela, Rob and Ari our old tour manager who many of you know well. The show that night was fantastic. A sell-out at the fabulous Fox Theater with Brian once again bleeding all over his drums. The only downside to the evening was the fact that our friends Jump, Little Children, with whom we are on tour, were not able to make it due to technical difficulties to their shuttle bus.
At 4:00 am the next morning, we headed for the Denver airport to catch a flight to Florida. We had a show with Kid Rock in West Palm Beach the same day. We arrived a little late to the Denver airport, had a bit of trouble checking a case full of Brian’s drums, and it turned out that Brian and I missed our flight. We were cutting it close as it was. Our original set time was 3:30 with our plane landing at 2:05. Now, Brian and I were not going to be landing until 4:30. What to do? We scrapped the plans for Adam and Ryan to play acoustic when I was able to get the set changed to 5:50. The band “The Marvelous 3” was kind enough to switch times. So, we made it to the show, set up some rented equipment, and the guys played a pretty short set including a rousing rendition of the Ramones tune, “I Want to be Sedated.” It all worked out, and no blood. At the end of the day, I crashed at the hotel only to be awaken by Kid Rock pulling the fire alarm.
Life on the road. Life on the road.
Stay tuned for more special guests later on in the week.