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The nine hour flight from Greece turned out to be twelve, and I’ve been up 23 hours. I got nothin’, good night.
A quick note on “Carpenters”
There’s a thing unique to Germany (well there’s a lot but I’m picking one) called “The Carpenters”. This may sound like bullshit but it’s true, at least it’s the way I heard it. An old tradition says that people who wish to join the Carpenters Guild must travel the land for three years, never going to their home town, never paying for travel or room. They also have their own uniform (pictured). To me it seems like a professional hobo club, but these guys (and some ladies) are really well respected throughout the country and are pretty much beyond reproach. Like a human version of India’s sacred cows. Our tour manager who’s german and rarely has a kind word for anyone loves them. A few came to a couple of shows and while this small portion is by no means a fair representation of the whole, they were kind of dicks, self righteous and full of shit. Backstage after the show, drinking our beer and eating our food, “Well you, … you do this for money (chomp, chomp, chomp), we…we’re better than that (glug, glug, glug)…unlike you…we care about the spirit…we’re not materialistic…Do you have any apples?”. They wander germany, beware.
6/29/09 Athens, Greece
Today was a fly day and at the airport we bid farewell to Paco/Flaco our merch guy, sometimes tour manager and all around good guy, we also bid farewell to Peter our bus driver who was a great driver and had the best coffee machine on any bus ever. We drank a lot of coffee on the bus and it was all great, which is no mean feat. The flight on Olympic Air was ok, saw an episode of Frasier in greek ( the original language of the show, the U.S got a dubbed version) and seeing all that pithy humor in the language it was meant to be in was a revelation. We’re staying at a really really nice hotel, much nicer than we deserve. There’s a rooftop bar and an odder collection of band & crew I don’t think I’ve ever seen, Dinosaur Jr., Tricky, and Saxon we all up there drinking. the first day of the Rockwave Festival got canceled because of rainstorms. Actually it was a combination of rainstorms and little or no roofs over the stages which led to a lot of damages to generators, P.A.’s, and gear. Hopefully there’ll be a show tomorrow. Tried some really good baked feta cheese and I realized I don’t hate black olives (it was never a racist thing).
6/27/09 Graspop Festival, Dessel Belgium
Even though the fest was extremely dude-ish and smell-ish there were a couple of high points. Mastodon was pretty great and I was psyched that I got to see Wolves in the Throne Room who did not disappoint. There, I liked something. Go to hell. Flying to Athens tomorrow morning, last show on Monday. Yahoo.
6/27/09 Dessel Belgium, Graspop Festival
I think Graspop is Flemish for Dudefest, it’s a sea of dudes in black and stink a mile wide. The drive from Borlange to Dessel wasn’t 24 hours as expected but 25, boo-fucking-hoo. Wow, I really ain’t got shit today. So as special boredom bonus, a picture of an Asian bar with a cool name from Wurzburg. Enjoy!
6/26/09 traveling through Denmark
Another note from the “Peace & Love” festival. Instead of giving us food or catering, the good people at the festival gave us 2 bags of ceremonial Cheese Slippers. Although appearing at first to be thin cheese sandwiches, they are actually made of edible wood from the grrruuumph tree and the cheese like substance inside are flavored insoles. They can be worn or eaten, or they can be worn then eaten. From personal experience I can say that as a sandwich they make an excellent slipper. Sweden, leading the way.
6/25/09 Borlange, Sweden
We are playing the Peace & Love festival today and I found out that the name Peace & Love is a bit of a misnomer. Peace and Love is PpEEEce UND LLovveee in swedish which translates in english to Thinning the Herd and the festival is sponsored by something calling itself the Swedish Eugenics Foundation We are playing on the Darwin Stage tonight and I’ve heard grim rumors of gun towers and land mines, maybe they’ll hold off until Motley Crue plays. Fingers crossed.
On a Lighter Note: We drove 22 hours from Osnabruck, Germany to Borlange, Sweden and tonight we’re driving back 23 hours to Dessel, Belgium. This is the time that the Das Boot description is most apt. Everyone will be completely sick of each other by the time we get to Belgium if not before. Strong drink and sleeping pills seem like the way to go.
6/12/09 Lindau Germany
An uneventful 8 hr flight from Newark to Frankfurt punctuated by horrible movies. I’m talking about The Pink Panther II, such a wretched time waster that it made three episodes of House (a doctor who doesn’t play by the rules) seem almost bearable. The back-up entertainment was the always annoying “the where are we now plane” which shows a giant plane (easily 50 miles long) on the course that we’re flying with
facts like headwind speed, current time at arrival, and headwind speed. The usual response is “Good Christ, we’re still over Greenland, it feels like we’ve been flying for months. Auuugh!”. Since we’re doing this tour on the cheap we didn’t ship any gear and brought everything but backline with us, 30 pieces of luggage in all, guitars, cymbals, pedals, cable, etc. It was kind of a mess especially when Bobo our tour manager led us to the bus, it was like playing Super Mario Brothers. Drag all the gear to a freight elevator, go down two floors, drag it up an escalator, put it all on airport terminal connecting train, go half a mile, drag it to another escalator, go down two floors, two more escalators, then we got to the bus. Oh yeah, there were giant gorillas throwing barrels at us the whole time. A quick 350 mile drive and we’re in Lindau which is right near Switzerland, it’s beautiful and I had a real good German dinner, Schnitzel and Spaetzel. On our way to the restaurant I saw this billboard for Lucky Strikes that had a cute whale made up of Lucky Strikes packs. It looks like Lucky’s “Smokey the Whale” continues in the tradition of Joe Camel. Hey kids an animal promoting smoking
11/29/08 Bilbao, Spain
We played Madrid last night and it was really good. Madrid was pretty cool, well as much as I could see of it was. Danny, Stady and I went out to dinner and not being from here picked a restaurant that looked pretty good, unfortunately it was a Spanish version of Olive Garden. Ugh. Load out was weird, the bus had to pull up outside in front of an active bus-stop and it was kind of crazy. Oh yeah, it was raining and the loaders from the club were a bunch of surly, lazy eastern European guys who were useless and invisible. Hope to get to the Guggenheim today.
12/12/93 Hannover, Germany
Playing with the Ramones is pretty goddamned great. I talked to Joey today and he said, “You guys remind me of uh…uh…White…uh” and I tried to help, “White Zombie?” “No..uh…uh…White…uh…” “White Lion?!” “No..no…uh..White Elephant.” And then he was gone, I’ve never heard of White Elephant, maybe he was joking.