Ladies, music, a lot of alcohol, and in that order
Ladies, music, a lot of alcohol, and it that order – that is how I describe my touring life. But one night, I had more than my fill. One night, we were kings.
Every band has at least one crazy story while they are on the road. There is just something about live music that makes everyone go just a little bit crazier. And I am not talking about throwing the TV out of the hotel room. That is just basic stuff. I am talking about something that smacks you right back to reality.
One night in Fairfield, CT, we had a gig we would never forget. The fans were crazy or should I say crazier than usual. We were filming a DVD, and once the audience knew that, the crowd just lost it. The mosh-pits were insane and I could see crowd-surfers being thrown around like blow-up dolls. Suffice to say, the rave was on and we were responding to their energy. We’ve never felt so much fire and we could only respond the way we knew how. We ruled that night and we became legends.
And like every great party, it did not stop. We moved the venue to the local bar, took the crew and a few fans in to get drunk on our success. Because that was exactly what it felt like – a success. We were on the last legs of our tour and we felt the excitement grow as we moved on to the next city. But along with all the boozes, I could not help but think that at some point it could all be over. And all the reservations I have had points to that fear. I kept asking myself what happens when it all just stops. And that night I got my answer and it was simple. We will never know, just like how we never knew how epic the Fairfield leg would be. So, I enjoyed that night. And for the first time since the start of our tour, I threw all caution into the wind.
In the aftermath, I never felt more alive despite the massive hangover. I am sure our drummer will not be double-pedaling anytime soon. And I vaguely even remember causing a grease fire that almost destroyed the crew’s equipment. Thankfully, one of the fans owned a local kitchen cleaning company and took care of it. We had barely made it out without any serious charges filed against us
We’re still taking orders for party bus rental that we plan on taking to our next show for the Halloween party. Some of you may already know, but we are taking a party bus to a private party where we’ll be playing along with six other bands.
The music that will be played will vary from a few different genres, but we can assure you that you’ll appreciate the sounds of these other artists. Music is going to range from psychedelic rock/fusion to a more electronic vibe as the night goes along. We’ll most likely be stepping on stage at about 9:30.
Besides music, we expect the beverages to be flowing, and lots of cool people to mingle with. So, that’s why we are renting a party bus and wanted to make an announcement so that we can verify our headcount.
Depending on how many people get accounted for, we can get another bus if we’re over our limit. It’s looking like we’ll have a 30 person bus and the company that we called has another 20 passenger bus. The best part about the party bus is we can all pre-game safely without having to drive, while all still being together. Our pick up will be in Newark, New Jersey, and the venue will be about an hour away.
So back to the event.
Again this party is on private property. The host told us that it will be at an old warehouse and will be decorated for Halloween. So make sure that you dress up! And don’t forget to invite some friends. New people are always welcome. We’re expecting there to be over 300 people, so this will not be a small party by any means.
Oh yeah (almost forgot), the bus should come to about $50 ahead. Tips, tools, and ice are included. The driver will park outside the venue and will allow us to hang out and rest on the bus if anyone desires. We’ve got a good 6-hour special, and if we go over that limit, then the owner said not to worry, “he’ll hook us up.”
Make sure to bring some booze for the bus ride. We’re going to get this party started early!