So we just got home from tour this morning. Rob and Marty of Silent Way drove through the night and got us back to New Brunswick at around 10:30 this morning. A fucking fantastic triumph in the face of withering human stamina if you ask me. So here's a breakdown of the brick mower/Silent Way tour (5 people, 2 bands, 1 van, 5 clogged toilets).
-1st day, Saturday. Drove out of NJ through the Nor'easter. The van got pushed across 3 lanes of traffic on the Driscoll Bridge, 20 minutes from our house. Crisis averted. Played Charm City Arts Space in Baltimore. We were all stiff, tired, and not drunk at all.
-2nd day, Sunday. Show in Raliegh, NC canceled. Spent the day hanging out in MD. Took a walking tour of Greenbelt, MD, and it was actually really cool. Residents may follow up that comment with the hackneyed, "NOT," but we beg to differ. Also, "NOT" is not funny at all, so don't say it Greenbelt residents. Do some reasearch on the town. Pretty cool.
-3rd day, Monday. Drove 6 hours to Greenville, SC. Good show at The Hangar. Nice people, three dogs, and a cat. Opted not to stay overnight and began gunning it to Nashville to crash overnight. A rock slide on I-40 put a crimp in the plans. Ended up being pulled over in SC, too. Marty gets a "warning" from a cop, for speeding. Is this punk rock? I don't know anymore. Slept in the van at a Tennesse rest area. Sharp back pains, and wickedly maniacal dreams. Youch.
-4th day, Tuesday. Arrived in St. Louis after a total of 15 hours driving. 3 hour detour from rock slide. Given the stink eye at very backwoods Kentucky supermarket. Stayed at this awesome fella, Mike's house. Got us beer and gave great hospitality. Played a great set to 3 people and the bartender. WEE-Waghhm. Slept on Mike's floor. Blankets scarce, and living room supremely chilly. Bad combo.
-5th day, Wednesday. Drove through fucking nothing America. Got to Dekalb, IL around 5 pm where we got Burritos and played The Space. Awesome place, good people. St. Patrick's Day can be fun even if you're Polish. Hit the road and went to Chicago suburbs, where we all stayed with Marty's parents. QUEEN SIZE BED, ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?
-6th day, Thursday. Took a tour of Chicago. Loaded up on records. Saw the Oprah studios!!! That's right, ma. Oprah. Read it and weep. Played Ronny's with Granny Frost and Sass Dragons. Best show of tour perhaps. Those guys rule as, not only bands, but people. Give them hugs when you can.
-7th day, Friday. In the car for 8 hours driving to Ohio. Played Jackie O's in Athens, OH to minimal crowd. Home brewed, high alcohol beer make night so fun, even the vomit showed up to hang out. Free pitas given to Silent Way and brick mower to help wash down said vomit. Yum. All-night drive through West Virginia, MD, PA, and into NJ.
-8th day, TODAY. Silent Way and brick mower take turns punching each other in the face, claiming they hate each other's guts and hygiene habits. I still wear the same pair of socks since last Saturday. Delirium turns into hugs, and jokes no one understands. Home is where the shart is.
Below are some pics from the tour. Hope you enjoyed reading this dumb scroll as much as we enjoyed livin' it.