TONIGHT! COME ONE COME ALL!

TONIGHT! COME ONE COME ALL!

tomorrow night, be there or be square.

tomorrow night, be there or be square.

oh yeahhhhhhhhhh!!!

oh yeahhhhhhhhhh!!!

hickory nc

hickory nc

so i have been meaning to write about the tour with the bigger lights for the last month, but i kept putting it off until i scanned this polaroid. so here it is, not particularly timely, but oh well. last month i toured with the bigger lights for 10 days, playing acoustic. the shows were a lot better than i expected, and i did pretty well on merch and stuff like that. it was tough being acoustic cause all the other bands were rawk and i was quiet and kids would blab and i would give them dirty looks from the stage and they would give me dirty looks back for giving them dirty looks and so on. the bigger lights are a great live band (and doghouse labemates), and were super cool and nice dudes. i was travelling alone, but they were always nice and looking after me and making sure i was taken care of. this other band called racing kites was on the tour too, and they were also great dudes. doing the tour alone was cool but kind of bizarre, especially looking back on it. the dates were all fairly close, so driving didnt take up much of time, which meant that i had a lot of time to just chill out by myself. i really actively enjoy time alone, so it wasnt bad at all. i would sit in the back of the van and play DS, write songs, nap, or whatever. one day i saw quantum of solace, other days i explored whatever city i was in, a couple times i went to an afternoon bar. i slept in the van most nights (walmart parking lots rule), which is surprisingly nice but really weird. it was freezing cold outside, so i slept in all my clothes and snuggled up tight, which kept me very comfortable, but it was weird just cause it made me look at people differently. being on tour already gives you (or me, at least) a very particular kind of attitude, where you kinda can put up with anything, and you feel kinda special. i dunno, its hard to describe. but sleeping in the van made it even more intense, where i felt like i was doing something that most people couldn’t handle. everytime i saw someone i would just be thinking about the fact that they knew exactly where they were gonna be sleeping that night, and that it was probably a comfy bed. i’d wake up in the morning and go brush my teeth at mcdonald’s or a rest area, and when people would look at me, i’d just be thinking, “yeah i obviously was just sleeping in my car, so what?” it was like i was always looking for a fight. haha i dunno, whatever. this post is starting to sound more like a livejournal than a tumblr. im out.

so i have been meaning to write about the tour with the bigger lights for the last month, but i kept putting it off until i scanned this polaroid. so here it is, not particularly timely, but oh well.

last month i toured with the bigger lights for 10 days, playing acoustic. the shows were a lot better than i expected, and i did pretty well on merch and stuff like that. it was tough being acoustic cause all the other bands were rawk and i was quiet and kids would blab and i would give them dirty looks from the stage and they would give me dirty looks back for giving them dirty looks and so on. the bigger lights are a great live band (and doghouse labemates), and were super cool and nice dudes. i was travelling alone, but they were always nice and looking after me and making sure i was taken care of. this other band called racing kites was on the tour too, and they were also great dudes.

doing the tour alone was cool but kind of bizarre, especially looking back on it. the dates were all fairly close, so driving didnt take up much of time, which meant that i had a lot of time to just chill out by myself. i really actively enjoy time alone, so it wasnt bad at all. i would sit in the back of the van and play DS, write songs, nap, or whatever. one day i saw quantum of solace, other days i explored whatever city i was in, a couple times i went to an afternoon bar. i slept in the van most nights (walmart parking lots rule), which is surprisingly nice but really weird. it was freezing cold outside, so i slept in all my clothes and snuggled up tight, which kept me very comfortable, but it was weird just cause it made me look at people differently. being on tour already gives you (or me, at least) a very particular kind of attitude, where you kinda can put up with anything, and you feel kinda special. i dunno, its hard to describe.

but sleeping in the van made it even more intense, where i felt like i was doing something that most people couldn’t handle. everytime i saw someone i would just be thinking about the fact that they knew exactly where they were gonna be sleeping that night, and that it was probably a comfy bed. i’d wake up in the morning and go brush my teeth at mcdonald’s or a rest area, and when people would look at me, i’d just be thinking, “yeah i obviously was just sleeping in my car, so what?” it was like i was always looking for a fight. haha i dunno, whatever. this post is starting to sound more like a livejournal than a tumblr. im out.

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