from the mundane to the mundane and back again

Saturday 2/7/15, somewhere in Switzerland

Contents: 2 half baked stories, a picture of a dog and hopefully a Flipagram describing one of the almost stories

We had stayed at an Ibis Hotel in Vienna. Spartan would be a charitable way to describe this chain. Breakfast is a cheap spread as well and it’s not included but it’s usually crowded and most of the breakfast crew usually don’t care, so most times you can grab breakfast for free. Therefore saving/stealing 7€. Yesterday morning as I was eating a small bowl of muesli and some off brand yogurt, “room number please?”…and then reader boredom set in…zzzzzzzzzzzz

We played the Szene in Vienna, we usually play The Arena which was the home of the “if you smell weed, you will not succeed” crew, aka “the vanishing crew” and I would always bemoan playing there. Well, the Szene has a solid house crew but the load in for the lights is a little bit of a work out. Out the back door, and then up either an aggressive set of metal stairs or a lazy ladder (it could be described as either), onto the roof over a metal walkway, and then though some back rooms. It’s only rough while lugging gear, pray it’s not raining or snowing…and then reader boredom set in…zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Souza from The Szene, the best crew guy on the tour

Bad news, The Flipagram didn’t make it. It really would have brought this whole blog together. Oh well. Check my Instagram @feedtim to see it or not.

Sunday, 2/1/15, Thessaloniki Greece
Rain, and gloom and more rain on Saturday. The club (Fix Factory) unexpectedly had their shit together, making it two for two in Greece. Greek shows are usually a crapshoot, the crew at the clubs work their asses off but the lights and sound are subpar or in disrepair but these two shows had solid gear and good crews, so it was alright.
I’m not much for Greek food and neither is Danny our sound man. When food is a little sketchy a good move is Italian food, it’s kind of hard to ruin spaghetti. Of course in hindsight getting cheap Italian food in Greece makes no goddamn sense. I ended up getting spaghetti bolognese and it was like an open faced grilled cheese sandwich but instead of bread, substitute dense over cooked spaghetti. It was odd.
At the airport waiting for our flight back to Frankfurt where we get our bus (home for four weeks). Flying with a shitload of gear, which means we’ll be straggling thru Frankfurt airport like a bunch of hoboes dragging a ton of shit

One of the best things in Greece is the coffee frappe

Friday, 1/30/15, Athens

Wednesday afternoon thru Thursday afternoon were mostly spend en route. Rest of Thursday spent regaining human form. First of two shows in Greece today. Athens is cool and it’s laid out like spiderweb made by a spider who was dosed
During the layover at the Frankfurt airport, I was somewhat dozing on a bench by the gate. A woman and her two kids were there as well, the kids were throwing newspapers around and generally acting like hyperactive kids in the midst of travel. The woman barked out “Sally!” At one of her kids. In my semi awake state, I thought she said “sorry” and I mumbled ” no, no that’s cool, don’t worry about it” for which I got the stink eye. I went back to Snoring Droolsville (my sleep town) and shortly after “Sally!”, again I mumbled that the perceived apology was unnecessary. I got another stink eye and they left.
I am also posting tour stuff on Instagram @feedtim

street map of Athens as done by a dosed spider