YO YO. So in the past two days we’ve played Kansas City, MO and Indianapolis, IN. Both shows were really awesome. In Kansas we met some really great people, and the show was TOTALLY stacked front to back. Sweaty rockin crowd you imagine at a US punk rock gig. We met Logan and Griffin, and Ted their Dad. They’d driven down from Wichita just to see the show. We were hanging out in the car park (PARKING LOT!) across from the venue. We had our gear out on the tarmac (asphalt) and then this kid is leaning out of a car window driving past us punching the air shouting DINOSAUR PILE-UP!! It was surreal. We’re in KANSAS CITY. The first time EVER. And someone is screaming our band name out of a car window… WHUT? Anyway. Logan and his bro Griffin are under age for the the show, 16 and 14 I think. So their dad had sorted out so he’s driven down to the show and chaperone them the whole night - and we got them in on guest list. They’d driven three hours down, stood out in the freezing cold for like two hours whilst we sound checked n shit. I saw them down the front for our set, and even through all of MC RUT. So fucking cool. Supportive dad and everything. Really killer. Ted is a firefighter, 21 years in the service, bringing his dudes down to a show and head banging through the whole thing. Fucking. Awesome. Logan and Griffin gave us a CD of their band and we spun it in the van - It was awesome. I wasn’t that good when I was that age. And I definitely didn’t have a parent driving me to punk rock shows. Their band is called Kill Vargas if you wanna check out some youth shred. If you’re reading L and G keep doing it! Tell Ted he rules too. I think another dude said he’d driven from Omaha or something?? That’s a freaking long way. Then last night in Indiana we met RAPH. Raph is a union electrician and gets up everyday at 4am. When we were in Chicago at the start of this tour where he’s from he couldn’t hit the show because of work. So yesterday he drove 500 MILES to Indiana to see our set. He got stuck in traffic and missed the first three songs. He totally humbly said hi and how much of a fan he was when we were just hanging at merch after the set. He said he’d been so pumped about the show, and how he was freaking out on the phone to his wife when he was stuck in traffic that he’d miss it. In total he’d drive 1,000 miles to see us play just once.
That literally literally blows my mind. When you meet people like that, that value the shit you’re doing that much it maybe puts in perspective that all your time wasted on it isn’t time wasted at all. SO. Kansas City and Indianapolis we amazingshows. But nothing compared to meeting the people we met afterwards.
The set last night was intense. Indiana clearly luuuuuuv their alternative. Mikey broke about 400 sticks during the show, and we threw Traynor in the set for shits. It was ace. After the show, me and Jim went and got pizza at Hot Box round the corner. ITWASAWESOMEWHATSBETTERTHANPIZZATIME???? Mikey was hanging on merch still with Olly loving life talking to loads of peeps and a bunch of the security/staff at the venue who all had been spinning us on youtube and all bought CD’s n shit. SO. COOL. We hit a KILLER hotel last night, I smashed some sleeping pills and we all actually got some Zzzzzzzz’s for once. Sure, me and Mikey hit the gas (petrol) station across the road first (huge USA flag on the side of it) where I bought shit loads of donuts and M-DIZ started up a conversation with the nice lady at the counter about what exactly a ‘Payday’ bar was. It was a wow moment for me too. Sure I stole the mugs from the hotel because they we really nice and I wasn’t and Olly just woke up on the backseat of the van and said”wwoooooaaaaahhhhhhh it’s reaaaallyyyy bright in here…” This is like real time blogging. We’re driving to Detroit right now, we’re playing the same place where we played with YMAS which is cool. St Andrews Hall. Jim is singing something weird because he tends to absoLUTELY lose it on the drives. Mike’s in the front seat hanging with Fitz who’s driving. I’m doing this. Right now. Tomorrow we fly from Detroit to Texas for SXSW. Are we pumped?
Sooooooo. The past three days have kind of merged in to one really big day where we’ve done everything three times, which is kind of cool because it’s triple the fun… Is it? I don’t know. It could be a freaking melting nightmare right now and I wouldn’t even know. My brain, our brains, are like cereal left in a bowl of milk too long right now. REALLY SOFT.
Anyway - So we played Colorado Springs and it was awesome. We got to hang out with a bunch of really nice people, the venue was cool, kinda like a dirty York - Duchess - and the show was amazing. Everybody was super pumped. the MC RUT guys killed it. We got given a bunch of beers in the dressing room that were literally the size of our thighs.
I think we crashed in a motel somewhere in the Springs that night. The next day we woke up, went and did a live radio station session at RXP 103.9 which was ace then drove to Denver, no biggy, like 2 hours max. We drove past this awesome national park place called the Garden of the Gods. It was in the red rocks. It was totally amazing. “Them’s some biiiiig rocks you got there” We hit Denver - We love Denver. Everybody there is just super cool, super nice. We had a good time. Took a walk round the block, saw the venue we played a couple of months back with the YMAS guys, went and checked out the local recreational weed shop. That was a vibe, and sure - we floated outta there. The show was killer - the Brick and Mortar dudes had a REAL pumped crowd going on, they totally smashed it. Everybody was super in to our set which is so cool seeing as we’re pretty much strangers to everybody there - we had a big old crowd of people hanging out at the merch stand after just chatting. It was super cool. Outside there were a loads of people getting casually high. We went down to Illegal Pete’s burrito shop after just before we had to drive. IP’s totally sorted us out with food as we were a malnourished gang of Brits. If you’re ever in Denver you have to go to Illegal Pete’s.
Then we drove 4hrs through the night to Kansas. Hit a motel. 4hrs sleep. Got up, started driving. Still driving. LET’S USE THE WORD DRIVING A FEW MORE TIMES. Maybe I should swap out the word ‘driving’ in blogs for ‘melting’ or something. Maybe that would make it kinda more freaky. Keep it fresh you know?
So let’s start that again.
Then we drove 4hrs through the night to Kansas. Hit a motel. 4hrs sleep. Got up, started melting. Still melting. LET’S USE THE WORD MELTING A FEW MORE TIMES.
During the drives over the last few days we’ve been:
1. Listening to MC RUT, Brick And Mortar, Pixies, Eugene Quell and Deftones.
2. Going through Burger King on foot and not getting served. Thanks BK.
3. Waking Jim up purely to take a photograph of him and put it on instagram.
Oh yeah the Burger King thing. We were starving after the Colorado Springs show. So we found a 24 hour drive through BK on the way to the motel. We tried to fit the van through the drive though which is a big ass van. It wouldn’t go so we backed it out and proceeded to walk through in the shape of the van. We went up to the speaker thing to place our order and explained that we were British and we really wanted a whopper. They wouldn’t even answer us. Can you imagine what they must’ve been seeing on the camera their side?
We just hit a gas station/petrol station somewhere near Topeka and I got out and ran around in circles for about five minutes with my hands in my pockets screaming something because my legs have gone to sleep. A kid was watching me the whole time. Sweet. Also - A guy was filling up his truck SMOKING A CIGARETTE ARE YOU KIDDING ME???
Now I’m gonna fall asleep on the back seat and forget I even wrote this.