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Notes From Das Boot, 174

August 7, 2013 / Lokerse, Belgium

An hour long festival set which is the regular set minus the encore. Good crowd, nothing spectacular, although they don’t usually do Spine of God at festivals but it seemed to go over well. After the show I went to use the bathroom. There was a guy in there and he hadn’t locked the door. He looked like the less interesting brother of the Worlds Most Interesting Man, I blurted out “hey lock the fuckin’ door man!”. He turned around, still undone and yelled “I am not ashamed, hahaha” and walked out.
Our bus driver Dirk, is a solid driver and a good guy. He reminds me of a German version of the English actor Terry Thomas. Now I know at this point in the game, nobody remembers who the hell Terry Thomas was, ” you know the gap toothed English guy in Its a Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad World, you know!”, I either get “who?” Or “no he doesn’t”.

This is the lighting desk that I used for the festival. It was so big and the explanation was so long that when the house guy finished explaining it to me, I just glazed over, his explanation had no meaning,(these are the speeds for the gobo’s, click twice and….zzzzzzzzzzzz), it was just sounds that meant nothing and I forgot the beginning of what he said. It’s like I’m a goddamn goldfish.

Notes from Das Boot, 172

Monday, August 5th, Brighton England
The club tonight (The Concorde 2) seems pretty solid, house lighting guy is really on top of stuff (of course I’m knocking on wood as I’m typing this). The only blemish so far today is that there’s only one toilet in the whole place with a toilet seat and that toilet has no lights.The support band again tonight is Godsized, a bunch of earnest beardsmen who serve up a credible batch of heavy gruel. Good stuff, they will be doing two more shows with us.
Tuesday, August 6th, 12:20am
Good show except for an out of tune guitar in Atomic Clock, insanely out of tune. It sounded like some noise that would summon Cthulhu. it didn’t, but not for lack of trying. Bus call in a half an hour, then a ferry ride and a festival where we are opening for Alice Cooper and Deep Purple, I think it’s the Way Back Machine Festival

Iron Maiden Trooper beer on tap in Bristol

Notes From Das Boot, 171

August 5th, Brighton England
First two shows over and done with. The show in Tilbourg at the 013 was one of the hottest I can remember. A combination of Europe not really dealing well with excessive heat and me being used to cold drinks and climate controlled buildings, I would be happy with some middle ground (a bucket of ice and a strong fan) but it was not to be. Met our new crew, as I am terrible with names I referred (in my mind anyway) to our guitar techs as beardo and non-beardo, their real names are Bastion (beardo) and Petty (non-beardo), Rene is our new soundman. Real good first show, although no air conditioning and less ventilation made for a warm an pungent affair. The band leaned into it and the crowd was great, the house crew was stellar as most Dutch crews are. And then onto England. There’s always a sense of dread when playing smaller clubs in the U.K. from a crew point of view. It’s kind of a crapshoot, really shitty production and a house crew who doesn’t give a shit or kind of dodgey production and house guys who bust their ass to make it work. Luckily the Fleece in Bristol was the second of the two. It’s a solid room for rock and it was another good show. We’re in Brighton this morning, parked up by the beach. It’s a sunny warmish summer day and nobody’s here, I walked down to the water and what the fuck, the sand here is gigantic or as it would normally be called rocks. I walked down in my shoes and it was killing my feet, I see fenced off areas with proper sand but I think you have to pay to enjoy it. Besides religious freedom I suspect we also left England in search of smaller sand. It’s 8:30 in the morning and Garrett who I don’t think has gone to bed yet is in the downstairs lounge rooting through his luggage it sounds like he’s wrestling a bear.

English sand

Sunday Music 5/5/13

Wellwater Conspiracy-Sandy
These guys were comprised of John McBain (Monster Magnet), Matt Cameron (Soundgarden) and Ben Shepherd (Soundgarden). They put out four really strong records, great psych with hooks. This is their cover of the Carnabeats song Sandy from a single released in 1994 on Super Electro. McBains lead at (approx.) 1:04 is one of my favorite guitar parts ever.
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Notes From Das Boot, 169

Eindhoven, Holland 12/8/12
Speedfest and the last show of the tour. A giant clusterfuck of festival workout and end of tour packing panic. On the plus side, Graveyard and Orange Goblin are playing and it was good to see Walter from Roadburn, on the minus side, almost everything else. It’s actually not that bad, but when yr this close to going home, every mole hill is a mountain. The festival here has perfected the thinnest sandwiches ever. Normal slices of bread cut even thinner and a slice of ham, then squished so its even thinner. Almost, but not as thick as a business card. Yeah, I don’t got much else today

I don’t know what this means in German, but I found it childishly humorous in English.

Notes From Das Boot, 168

Krefeld, Germany 12/6/12
We’re here at Kulturfabrik, it’s one of those places that I couldn’t remember until we pulled up and then “pow!” , this is the place that I had what might have been the worst case of communication with any lighting guy, ever. We’ve played some out of the way places and I’ve been able to make myself understood, whether it was some backwoods galoot from the Urals or a barely there drug athlete from Holland. The guy who was the lighting guy here last time was a nice enough guy, but man it was like he spoke negative-English. Not only did he not understand anything I said, I actually forgot what I was saying (something about a focus I think), and was reduced to miming, interpretive dance and pictographs. I know X 100 that its not in his job description to understand English and my descriptive mime interpretations of a center focus have a lot to be desired, oy it was rough. This time was smooooooooth sailing. And another thing, if a club or a hotel or a bus claims to have the internet and its amazingly weak or non-existent it is called The InterNOT . Also today, Bob is legally changing his name for a year from Bob Pantella to Bob Nutella in a lucrative endorsement deal with the Nutella Corporation

Now endorsed by Monster Magnet’s Bob Nutella

Notes From Das Boot, 167

Krefeld, Germany 12/5/12
Well coming down to the home stretch here, three shows left. We’ve had a lot of rainy days on this tour, the best that could be said about it is “at least it ain’t fuckin’ snow” but we’ve gotten through them so far (knock on wood) because of our bus driver Freddie, who can drive the shit out of the bus and says he’s sold his sold to the devil. I just hope the devil doesn’t want to collect on our watch. He’s a character, but with the way he drives he could wear a suit made from human skin and it wouldn’t bother me (unless it was my skin). We’ve had other bus driver characters but their eccentricities outweighed their abilities. There was one from a couple of years ago who was dubbed “the sensual Santa” (after a Dan Clowes character). He was a very large bearded man, who after waking up for the overnight drive would often walk thru the bus in nothing but a pair of old grey tighty whiteys and getting way too close, turning the bus into some horrifying frottage cottage. But I digress, Freddie is a great driver and hopefully he will deliver us to the airport Sunday in one piece. With the end of tour coming up quickly, now is the time for both shedding and gathering. Shedding stuff that was just for tour and had served its purpose and gathering/packing stuff that was acquired on tour. It’s a delicate balance and there is some “lifeboat” type situations “mmm..I can’t take all of you socks,underwear and t-shirts back with me…I’m sorry, but I bought some records and books.. I know, I know, records and books aren’t practical..but Christ, I found that Motards single I was looking for. Look, going into this tour you all knew some of you wouldn’t make it back…again I’m sorry.”

Now the way I’m reading this photo it looks like The Statue of Liberty as Hitler giving a Christmas speech.


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