Our publicist met up with us at our Richmond show and traveled with the band for the remainder of the trip. Our next stop was Greenbelt, Maryland. Before leaving Richmond the next day, Alienwhere and I insisted on making our usual pilgrimage to one of our favourite spots ever. [Which Alienwhere will be posting about shortly].
We left Richmond around 1:30PMish as it was supposed to be a light travel day and we'd be to Greenbelt in only a few hours.
WRONG.
We once again hit torrential downpours coupled with heavy, slow moving traffic. Marconi did all of the driving on this leg of the trip and we didn't get to our destination until after 5:00PMish.
The band has another industry friend in Greenbelt whose family is kind enough to let us stay in their home when we're travelling in the area. YES!!! No more crappy hotel rooms! We had two shows to do in Greenbelt over the next few days, and then our last show was in Arlington Sunday night. So we ended up staying with our friends until we headed back to Jersey/New York early Monday morning.
This time around was really nice, as our friends had just finished off their basement and set the band up with an giant air mattress and a few couches. The room itself was really big and we were all comfortable with our new accommodations. We even had a large screen TV to watch movies, and a pinball machine (much more on that in a bit) to entertain ourselves.
By the time we got to the house, and this is soooo typical, we didn't have much time to settle in before having to get ready, clean ourselves up a bit and leaving for the night's gig, which most awesomely, was located literally only moments from where we were staying.
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Showing posts with label the van. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
The Return
Well, Sister Kisser®™©™ has returned from our road trip safe and sound. There are plenty more stories Alienwhere and I have discussed and fully intend on posting, but the last few days of the trip were just too fun-filled and action packed!
Some of the posts that are coming:
And much, much more.
We were orignally going to leave for home after our last gig in the D.C. area late Sunday night/Early Monday morning so I could be back to work at Company, Inc. on Monday, but the more we thought about it [and drank] decided to stay the night with our friends back in Greenbelt, MD just to get a few hours sleep and leave first thing in the morning.
Elle went back with our publicist right after the show and Marconi, Alienwhere and myself went back to our friends place and left about 6:30AMish in the morning.
*yawn*
I got home yesterday at about 2:00PMish and decided to blow off Company, Inc. for the rest of the day. Now I'm just playing a lot of catch up here at work and home and can't wait to get back to my normal routine.
It's always really tough coming back from these trips. They're intense, crazy and fun. They're also a lot of work and we all come home exhausted. On top of that, I always go through a really bad depression our first few days back.
At least we have an AWESOME show coming up on Saturday night at one of our favourite venues!
Some of the posts that are coming:
• The Kollector
• The Pilgrimage
• NASA. [Yes, we played NASA]!
And much, much more.
We were orignally going to leave for home after our last gig in the D.C. area late Sunday night/Early Monday morning so I could be back to work at Company, Inc. on Monday, but the more we thought about it [and drank] decided to stay the night with our friends back in Greenbelt, MD just to get a few hours sleep and leave first thing in the morning.
Elle went back with our publicist right after the show and Marconi, Alienwhere and myself went back to our friends place and left about 6:30AMish in the morning.
*yawn*
I got home yesterday at about 2:00PMish and decided to blow off Company, Inc. for the rest of the day. Now I'm just playing a lot of catch up here at work and home and can't wait to get back to my normal routine.
It's always really tough coming back from these trips. They're intense, crazy and fun. They're also a lot of work and we all come home exhausted. On top of that, I always go through a really bad depression our first few days back.
At least we have an AWESOME show coming up on Saturday night at one of our favourite venues!
Thursday, July 19, 2007
The Arrival To Assville
L: Needless to say, with everything going on while Alienwhere was at the wheel and the last minute hotel switch, we didn’t have a lot time between checking in to the hotel and having to get to the club. There wasn’t much downtime and we pretty much just cleaned ourselves up a bit, changed, and went to the club which was located, conveniently only minutes away.
We show up at the club and we introduce ourselves as the band that will be playing for the night. For the first time ever, and I mean EVER, we were asked by the bartender/employee not only to see our photo identifications, but asked us to “sign in”.
[?]
After “signing in” this woman explained to us where to load in and showed us the stage/room we’d be playing. There was a door right next to the stage, which was awesome to load our gear in and out. Very convenient, no stairs or weird, twisty hallways.
An old college friend and band mate of Elle’s lives in Asheville and was originally going to be the opening act for us with his band, but something fell through along the way. She hadn’t seen him in years and he ended up coming to the club early to catch up with Elle and see the show anyway.
Deciding to now load in, we head back out to the van only to be accosted by a beggar’s dozen of panhandlers waiting on the sidewalk right by the parking lot. I swear there MUST’VE been at least twelve of them [I had no idea they hung out in packs that big].
Alienwhere: “EVERYTHING is coming in with us.”
Marconi: “I’m with you on that one.”
Alienwhere: “No, I mean like the floor mats, the seat belts, EVERYTHING.”
[We sometimes travel with certain gear we use at some shows and not others and we’ll leave extra equipment in the van. Not this time].
Sister Kisser has load in/load out down to a science. Someone always stays with the van/vehicle while the others carry the gear either in or out of the venue. It usually only takes a few minutes.
It was around 7:45PMish when we first got to the club and we were told we should probably go on about 11:00PMish, which was much later than we originally thought. The bartender for the room we were playing wasn’t even scheduled to show up until 9:30 PMish. So after getting all the gear inside, we took out time setting up before sound check.
Once we were set up, Alienwhere and I had quite an appetite and decided to go next door to a restaurant I witness some guy getting take out from. Big. F@#king. Mistake.
We show up at the club and we introduce ourselves as the band that will be playing for the night. For the first time ever, and I mean EVER, we were asked by the bartender/employee not only to see our photo identifications, but asked us to “sign in”.
[?]
After “signing in” this woman explained to us where to load in and showed us the stage/room we’d be playing. There was a door right next to the stage, which was awesome to load our gear in and out. Very convenient, no stairs or weird, twisty hallways.
An old college friend and band mate of Elle’s lives in Asheville and was originally going to be the opening act for us with his band, but something fell through along the way. She hadn’t seen him in years and he ended up coming to the club early to catch up with Elle and see the show anyway.
Deciding to now load in, we head back out to the van only to be accosted by a beggar’s dozen of panhandlers waiting on the sidewalk right by the parking lot. I swear there MUST’VE been at least twelve of them [I had no idea they hung out in packs that big].
Alienwhere: “EVERYTHING is coming in with us.”
Marconi: “I’m with you on that one.”
Alienwhere: “No, I mean like the floor mats, the seat belts, EVERYTHING.”
[We sometimes travel with certain gear we use at some shows and not others and we’ll leave extra equipment in the van. Not this time].
Sister Kisser has load in/load out down to a science. Someone always stays with the van/vehicle while the others carry the gear either in or out of the venue. It usually only takes a few minutes.
It was around 7:45PMish when we first got to the club and we were told we should probably go on about 11:00PMish, which was much later than we originally thought. The bartender for the room we were playing wasn’t even scheduled to show up until 9:30 PMish. So after getting all the gear inside, we took out time setting up before sound check.
Once we were set up, Alienwhere and I had quite an appetite and decided to go next door to a restaurant I witness some guy getting take out from. Big. F@#king. Mistake.
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Tuesday, July 17, 2007
FYI
L: Bear with us Fans and Readers. Alienwhere and I are doing our best to document the tour, however it seems the only real downtime we've gotten to do this has been while traveling in the van. Right now we're in Asheville, NC just about to take the stage in just a few minutes... Lots more to come.
A: Liouxie speaks the truth. We keep making mental notes of all the crazy things we need to share, but the only actual time we have to do it is in transit... we're trying. It seems you'll end up with nothing for several hours, and then a deluge of posts all at once when we get somewhere to upload. We're just trying not to forget anything!
A: Liouxie speaks the truth. We keep making mental notes of all the crazy things we need to share, but the only actual time we have to do it is in transit... we're trying. It seems you'll end up with nothing for several hours, and then a deluge of posts all at once when we get somewhere to upload. We're just trying not to forget anything!
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