Herding band members into vehicles at 5:30am is something akin to a game of anti-gravity labyrinth; ultimately a pipe dream, but we did make it out in relatively decent time this morning. The show in Vancouver last night was fantastic. The turn out really shocked us. So many people made an effort to come. A heartfelt thanks if you were one of them. It was great to play with some old touring friends, Drue and Chelsea from Catamaran, who have an amazing tap dancing bass player. The entire evening was a treat.
Our equation for the last two days: Wake up at 6am. 6 hours tour prepping and loading a van. One ferry ride. Take two bands, play a show until 2am, find food at 2:30am to keep group sanity, then attempt to sleep at 3am, attempt to wake up at 5:30am, actually wake up at 6:30am and finally get out the door at 8am after rolling certain band members out the door still in their sleeping bags and saying farewell to respective significant others. Add one 9 hour drive. Ever wonder why the last touring band you saw looked so tired? I assure you, it is the very same reason this blog post is only two paragraphs long.
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