Wednesday, February 18, 2009

The Stills, Canada Jan.10-Feb.3, 2009

Jan 10, Stills. Day 1, To Vancouver.

Yesterday I woke up in Mexico. Today I woke up in Brooklyn, and now, after 3 hrs of sleep, I'm flying to Vancouver to start the next leg of The Stills Canadian Tour with Sam Roberts.

I hate getting up early, but sometimes it just has to be done, so by 6:30am I'm in the car heading to LaGuardia. The bonus of flying so early is that there's very few people, very little going on, so it was painless to get through everything and the plane even left on time, which is a miracle in and of itself for LaGuardia. I had a stopover in Toronto where I was able to sit for a bit and do some work and soon after I was on the next flight to Vancouver.

I landed just after 3pm, waited for my bags for a little while and caught a cab to the Orpheum Theatre. Not even a break after my vacation. I basically flew straight from the beach to the show in the last 30 hours (26 of which airports and flying).

It was good to get back in to it though; I was ready to start doing the rock shows again. There was no time wasted as things started happening the second I walked in the door. The whole evening just flowed and before I knew it we were heading back to the hotel for the night.

To celebrate the first day back on tour, and to show how my tour chops have all but disappeared over the last 3 weeks, I backed the van into a tree when parking at the hotel and smashed a window. That was fun. It also killed the possibility of sleeping in the next couple days as I know have to find a way to get it repaired. Amazing.

Day 2, Whistler

I woke up early today to try and get the van window fixed, made a couple hours of phone calls only to find out that no one in Vancouver could help me. Every single place was either closed or didn't have the piece in stock. I had thought that the only saving grace of the whole thing was that at least it happened in a major city and I should be able to get it taken care of quickly, but how wrong I was...

So, instead sitting around and getting stressed about it, I went to Staples, got some copies made, and, while walking back to the hotel, I accidentally discovered an amazing little coffee shop called Wicked Cafe that serves my favourite espresso. At least I had that going for me. I sat down for a while and pumped myself full of fantastic coffee nectar and the day got much better.

And so we start the drive to Whistler. It was only a couple hours and it's some of the most incredible scenery in the country on the most dangerous highway. It went well, thankfully.

We got in to the club and soundchecked, didn't have to rush at all, went to the hotel to chill for a bit, and went back to Garfinkel's for the show a little later. For a Sunday night in Whistler, it was really good. Not much hang time afterwards because we have to leave at 10am (show finished at 1am, only got back to the hotel at 2:30am). And again, I have to get up early to try and sort out the wonders of the van window... This is going to be a thorn in my side for days...

Day 3, Kamloops

I almost got the window fixed today... There was a guy who was willing to do it, but alas, the part has to be special ordered and can take a week to get in. At least I know I don't have to think about it for a few more days now and can plan a repair later in the week.

So we start driving to Kamloops. This one will take us even further north, and much higher in altitude, through the Rockies. Sitting in the van as I type, the view is ridiculous, very surreal, very Lord of the Rings. The road, Hwy. 99, is insanely dangerous, but it's clear and visibility is good. So far, moving according to plan...

And a little later we make it to the Interior Savings Centre, home of the WHL's Kamloops Blazers. To celebrate playing in a hockey arena, I went up to the concession stand for dinner and ordered a couple hot dogs. It seemed to be quite a challenge though... dogs cooked in a bagel toaster, buns catching fire, mustard and ketchup pumps that didn't work... Alas... It was not the classic meal I was looking for...

In the end it was all good. Arena shows are always fun, it's a different class of rock show altogether. After we loaded up the van, we hit the road right away. 3hr drive to Revelstoke with a Tim Horton's stop coming up...

Day 4, Banff, AB

Ah, Banff. Lovely scenic town nestled among mountains. The very mountains that attempted to hinder our progress on this beautiful winter day.

We had been moving along quite well, negotiating fearsome hairpin turns along the highway that was somehow built on to the sides of the Rockies. After getting through a particularly harrowing stretch, we stopped for food and gas in Golden, BC, only to be told by the locals that the highway was closed past this point as there was an avalanche control team working to clean up the roads. It only delayed us for about an hour, but it was a reminder that we were lucky to have made it so far without incident.

We finally made it through and arrived at Wild Bill's only shortly after the Sam Roberts bus. It turns out that they had blown not one, not two but 3 (!) tires on their bus and trailer on the overnight drive they did. We were feeling a little more lucky. We took the extra time with which we found ourselves and went to the Saltlik Steakhouse, my all-time favourite steakhouse, for a quick dinner before soundcheck. And it was fantastic.

The show was a little funny tonight. Banff being a ski resort town attracts only the finest tequila swilling teenagers. I had never seen a tequila dispenser at a bar before tonight. Maybe they like it, maybe they were indifferent, but they were definitely intoxicated. We decided it wasn't necessary to hang out with that crowd and headed straight to the hotel after the show. I went straight to bed, I have an early morning...

Day 5, Banff, AB

Sometimes on tour it's very easy to get caught up in things and forget that there's a real world outside the rock show and all that it entails. Today was my reality check. I had to get up early to fly back to my hometown of Ottawa, ON, to attend a funeral for one of my uncles who passed away last week. Definitely not my favourite homecoming, or excuse to return. All I really care to say about it is that you should all go for regular, annual physicals and pay attention to your medical history.

I won't be writing tomorrow. I have more important things to think about...

Day 6, Ottawa, ON

See yesterday.

Day 7, Red Deer, AB

So today I woke up in Ottawa at 5am to get in a taxi and head to the airport. At 10am local time, I was waiting in Calgary for the boys to pick me up on their way through to Red Deer. I had a couple hours to kill at the airport, so I just used the time to catch up on some work and try and get ahead.

Once in the van, we stopped at a music store for supplies, where the salesman tried to instruct us on the proper use of a mic stand (seriously), and we then hit the road for the short drive up north.

The Red Deer Memorial Centre. Sounds like it should be an arena. It's really more like a high school auditorium. It looks like it's straight out of the 70s. It was ok, I guess. It was packed and the kids loved it. Just didn't really feel like a rock show.

We hung out after this one for a little while, had a couple drinks with the SRB guys and just chilled out. Nothing really happened afterwards, we were in Red Deer after all. I just went to the hotel to try and catch up on sleep. In the last week I've crossed the continent 5 times and have been through 6 time zone changes. I'm burnt.

Day 8, Edmonton, AB

Thankfully Edmonton is only a couple hours from Red Deer, so we were in no serious rush today. Got up, took our time, went to the hotel first and we were even able to find some spectacular coffee courtesy of Intelligentsia and the Three Bananas Cafe. Awesome.

So we were feeling pretty relaxed when we went over to the Jubilee, an incredible theater on the university campus. It's like a smaller version of the Nokia Theater in LA, or even the National Arts Centre in Ottawa, just a lot more modern. However, as a result of the beauty of the theater, it seemed a little hard to get the kids to rock out tonight. It seemed as though everyone thought they'd be misbehaving if they had a good time in such a nice place. Weird, but whatever. What are you going to do? We sold t-shirts, and lots of 'em.

We stuck around for a while after the show to have some face time with people, and the guys signed t-shirts at the merch booth for a while, but that was about it. This tour is shaping up to be pretty tame overall. In no time, I was in bed in the hotel.

Day 9, Edmonton/Calgary, AB

Today we have a radio session. Basically the full band gets stuffed in a room with 30 people and they play 4 songs. There's no way this room was bigger than an average bedroom, so it was pretty wild. Everyone there was cool and the kids had a great time. After it was over, we spent the rest of the day driving to Calgary. It was pretty uneventful. Had dinner when we got it, at the Saltlik of course, but I spent most of the day working on budgets for the Australian tour we have coming up in March with Kings of Leon. It's not cheap to fly down there, I'll say that much...

Day 10, Calgary, AB

Finally a chance to sleep in and it was great. We were hoping the hotel would let us stick around a little later than planned so we could take full advantage, but alas, it was not to be... At least we had the option of going for some fantastic Intelligentsia coffee, so we indulged.

We went to the venue soon after as we had lots to take care of today, on the biz side of things anyways... It was a little twilight zone-ish as well; the Southern Alberta Jubilee is a carbon copy of the Northern Alberta Jubilee we played in Edmonton a couple nights ago. Every room, hallway, seat, etc... It was like we never left.

After the show we had to leave though, to start the long drive to Saskatoon for the show tomorrow night. We made our stop in Drumheller, AB, home of the dinosaurs, and looked forward to waking up to a new US President in the morning...

Day 11, Saskatoon, SK

Today is a glorious day. Bush is gone, Obama is in, and it's official. The world can breathe a little more easily and start feeling optimistic and hopeful that the world we live in can finally start becoming a better place. We enjoyed the ride today as we listened to the inaugural speech, etc...

We arrive in Saskatoon a little early, which is something of a miracle for us. The venue was special though - we're playing in a church auditorium today. Usually that means the day will be nothing but nightmares, but they have it pretty together at the ol' Lakeview Auditorium. I thought it actually ended up being the best show of the tour so far, which was completely unexpected. We hung around til the end of the night and then slowly made our way to the hotel, a Best Western straight out of the 70s going through major renovations. Interesting...

Day 12, Regina, SK

We all got to sleep in today, which was absolutely necessary. We're all a little tired from all the driving. Because we were only a couple hours away from our final destination, we were even able to take time to go to a nice cafe for a meal, and we even had time to get lost 4 times as they kept giving us the wrong directions and spinning us around in circles while we tried to get directions over the phone... But it was all worth it.

So we took our time going to Regina. If you know my feelings about the city, magnify it by 6 and you have the feeling in our van. Whatever, eh? The crowd actually seemed to really be into it, which was pretty cool. It was a funny venue though, in the basement of the Conexus Arts Centre, and it sounded and looked really weird. At one point, I had to get Sam's tour manager to help push a speaker back on to the PA stack before it fell off and landed on a security guard.

We didn't stay long tonight as we had to start the drive to Winnipeg. We were supposed to stop in Whitewood, SK, where we had reservations at the Whitewood Inn and arrangements for a late check in. When we got there, we went through all the motions, and after half an hour of repeated phone calls to multiple numbers, no one had come to let us in. Somehow one of the doors to the hotel was open though, so we went inside and sat by the pool to warm up a bit while we tried to find other hotels on our route. It was pretty weird. We kept thinking we were going to walk around a corner and find a crime scene of some sort. It's not wonder half their sign was burnt out... you can't make money if you don't let people stay at the hotel.

We eventually found a place in the metropolis of Moosomin, SK, so we stopped there for the night before heading to Winterpeg in the morning...

Day 13 Winnipeg, MB

Ah, Winnipeg, how you freeze me. We stayed with the heat wave as long as possible, but today it finally outran us, and it got *cold*. Like -40C cold. The only redeeming factor about today was that we were finally getting our rear window fixed. The good people at Headingley Auto Glass tracked down the one and only piece of glass in the entire country that would do the job for us. So, on the way in to town, we stopped at the shop, picked up one of the guys, he came with us to load in and then left with the van to fix it during our show. We couldn't have had better service.

We were playing the Burton Cummings Theatre today, and for some reason, I had illusions of grandeur and beauty because of everything I had heard about the place. Turns out it's kind of a run down dump. The only difference between this "theatre" and a club is the fact that there's seating. That being said, it wasn't so bad... There was some character in the wall that was signed by all kinds of bands, and the toilets worked... Right on.

After the show we had our first after party of the whole tour. It was our last show with the promoter who put on all the west coast shows, so we had to send him off in style. It was actually the first night I went out after a show.

Tomorrow's sort of a day off, we just have press and a drive to Thunder Bay. Not so bad...

Day 14, Drive to TBay

So today started off in fine fashion. Got the guys up for their press, I was going to drive them to the CBC station, but the van wouldn't start. It was awesome. Played with it for a bit, but no love, so I threw the guys in a cab and called CAA. An hour later, after we had time to eat and the guys got back from their interview, the CAA guy showed up, played with the van a bit and decided he didn't have enough juice to boost us, so he called another truck. He said it could take another hour or so, so I went for a (freezing cold) walk and got a terrible coffee, stopped at Staples for some supplies, and by the time I got back the van was running. Turns out they linked the two trucks together to get enough power for the boost. Awesome.

The rest of the day was pretty tame. We drove til we hit Thunder Bay and that was it. Checked in late and chilled out for a bit before we crashed.

Day 15, Thunder Bay

I slept in today. That hasn't happened in months. Literally. I got up at 1pm and it was awesome. Part of the reason I could do that is that none of my phones work in Thunder Bay. They have full reception, but neither Verizon nor Bell have roaming agreements with the brutal monopoly of Thunder Bay Mobility or whatever the hell they are. Mixed blessing I guess, but it definitely affects my productivity.

So we took our time, went to a nasty restaurant for breakfast, and went to start the van to go to the gig, but alas, no start. We did a little research and found out that our model doesn't have a block heater! Coming from Canada, we didn't even know vehicles could come without block heaters. And it's the last time we get an American vehicle for a winter tour... I was right about to call CAA again when somehow it kicked to life. We left it running the rest of the night.

We got to the theatre, today it was a real one, did a quick check and sat down for two hours and watched the NHL Skills Competition for the All-Star weekend. We had to take a break to play a show that was a little weird due to a reluctant audience (I don't think they knew it was ok to have fun), and sat back down to watch a documentary about the history of the Habs. It was particularly cool because both The Stills and Sam Roberts were featured in it and we were all watching it together.

We ended up sticking around the venue for a while after the show (they had a nice backstage) before going back to the hotel. we tried to take some precautions to make sure the van would start in the morning, but we'll see...

Day 16, Drive towards Montreal, stop in Sudbury, ON

Day one of our drive towards Montreal. We made sure to have a full tank of gas in the van and parked it close to the hotel hoping the heat from the building would rub off. It was all we could really do. So, with fingers crossed we went out to start it. No go. At all. I pulled out my CAA card and made the call. It wasn't long before the guy showed up, played with it for a bit and pronounced it seriously wounded, but not quite dead... Solution: find a warm place to park it inside for a couple hours to thaw out. On a Sunday afternoon, this seemed like a longshot, but we hit the jackpot on the first try. Canadian Tire was open, so we had the van towed there and they made room for it inside the garage. They didn't even charge me for it. I threw around some CD's and got a round of coffee for everyone and they were all pretty happy. After 2 hours, we were roadworthy, so we piled in and made our way down the 17. The plan is to make it to Sudbury tonight, then the rest of the way tomorrow. Seems reasonable, it'll just be a late arrival, especially with the weather... It's very reminiscent of my driving across eastern Canada last December, and precisely why I never wanted to tour Canada in the winter ever again. Next year, this is a promise I keep. I'm done with winter. The point was driven home when we made a gas stop just outside Sault Ste. Marie and the highway was closed going in the other direction, towards what we had just gone through. The cop was surprised to see us. F*%k it, not worth it anymore...

When we eventually did get to Sudbury, it was about 3:30am. We briefly considered leaving the van running all night, but with all the gear we decided it wasn't worth the risk. I found a warmish place to park it and I'll just have to get up at 9am to go try and start it.

Day 17, Driving... to Ottawa?

So at 9am I get up to try and start the van. Shockingly it did nothing. Turned over a couple times and died. It was pathetic. So I made the call to CAA and waited. So much for leaving at noon...

The first guy (rookie) shows up with a regular tow truck, looks at the van and doesn't really know what to do. He tried to lift it from the back and quickly realized he had met his match. Not knowing what to do, I got him to call for a flatbed. I continue to wait. An hour goes by and the flatbed shows up. The seasoned driver knows what's up and how to move it, just there's a slight problem in that the flatbed isn't long enough for the van. So, he moves it into a slightly better position and calls for a wrecker. An hour goes by, the wrecker shows up. The guy had the van picked up and ready to go by the time I met him in the parking lot. Awesome.

While all this was going on, I was also making arrangements with Canadian Tire, hoping to get a similar deal as yesterday as far as the storage price. The Regent St. Canadian Tire in Sudbury proceeded to rip me off. They insisted on charging for a service bay, logiv being we were taking up workable space, but the garage was virtually empty. They charged me $166 to let it sit there for just over an hour. I didn't feel the need to buy a round of coffee or hand out CD's today. Regardless, the thing warmed up enough to start and finally, at 4pm, we got ready to leave Sudbury. And so we drove.

I think I got the lucky end up the stick today. Around 9:30pm I got dropped off in Ottawa, so I didn't have to go to Montreal and deal with parking the van. Killer deal. 3 days off now til the last 2 shows this weekend...

Day 18, 19, 20, Ottawa, ON

I slept.

Day 21, Ottawa, ON

Tonight is the first of 2 shows in Ottawa that will bring an end to the January tour. I went to meet the guys at their hotel downtown around 2:30pm to get in the van and head over to the venue. I grabbed the keys and hoped in the seat, cautiously optimistic about the dame thing starting up.

First try, no good. It was hurting. It's plus 3 C and it still won't start. I decided to wait a couple minutes before trying again, and I started telling people there was a good chance we'd be late, even though we were only 8 blocks from the venue. Good times. So I try again, fail, and then on the 3rd shot it finally kicked in. Incredible. I had all but given up when the thing sputtered to life. I let it run for a while to warm up and then drove over to load in.

Ah, the Bronson Centre. Home of so many memories of shows past from when I worked solely in Ottawa. Thank God bands tour... It was nice to walk in to familiar surroundings though, and see some familiar faces, use familiar gear. I think it was also the first time I've come through Ottawa on an actual tour too... Weird... Interesting. My first real hometown show on a tour. And it went really well. The guys played a great set and it sounded amazing. I guess I had an advantage walking into my old stomping grounds.

After the show tonight we had the end of tour afterparty. It was happening tonight as opposed to after the actual final show because we didn't have to tear down, pack up and load out tonight. Tomorrow's going to be a long one... We all headed over to Babylon after, but I didn't stay out too late, maybe 45 mins. I've spent more than enough time in bars on Bank St. in my life, and I'm still recovering and catching up on sleep from a pretty hectic month...

Day 22, Ottawa, ON

Same thing today, headed over to the hotel around 2:30pm to get the van, only this time it didn't work out. After trying to start it for half an hour, we gave up. We went to the venue in a rental car. This did pose a problem about how we were going to deal with our gear though, but thankfully we were able to strike a deal with the Sam Roberts guys to carry our gear back to the rehearsal space in Montreal. We were very lucky that they were going home tomorrow too, and there was space in their truck.

The show tonight may have actually been better than last night, both shows definitely in the Top 5 of the tour. Maybe the Top 2. Imagine that...

It was a little more tame after the show tonight. Some went out, some crashed, I did the latter. I just don't feel the need to party in Ottawa, and I'm tired in general. I need a break. It's coming soon though, just have to go to Montreal tomorrow, then Brooklyn, then Lancaster, PA to ditch the van.

Day 23, Montreal, QC

So today it was supposed to be +4C, which translates into van-starting weather. The reality was -10C, which translates into van-towing weather, and so we did just that. I got to the hotel at 11am, the thing didn't even whimper. I called CAA and began to wait. This time the guy got it up and out on the first shot, and I had it sent to the Canadian Tire just over on Coventry, not far from us. Today's advantage is that having grown up in the city, it's a lot easier to deal with things like this and the logistics of it...

We went with the van to wait, because at least there's a Best Buy and a Starbucks there so we could kill time. It went by pretty fast, I guess. It was still almost 5pm by the time we got out of town though. Thankfully we have a short drive today. Once we were on the road things were good, and we even had indoor parking tonight courtesy of Olympic Stadium. And the Canadian Tire guys didn't charge me a penny to store my vehicle. The Sudbury guys need to take a lesson in kindness from their counterparts.

Once the van was parked and I was in the hotel it was 8:35pm. The longest Ottawa-Montreal drive ever. It took almost 9 hours from the time I left the house til I sat down again. I missed the first half of the Super Bowl, but at least I got to see the 2nd and most importantly the crazy 4th quarter. I had to spend the rest of the night working though, so no time to party in Monty.

Day 24, Montreal to Brooklyn

Damned van I curseth thee! Even with indoor parking and plus temperatures the damn thing put up a fight. It took forever, but finally it got going under the impending threat of a CAA visit and started making my way to Brooklyn. The drive it self was pretty good. Spent a little more time than I would've liked at the border, but more than anything it was because they were curious about the big black van with an Xbox inside and how we could play while driving. Also, at the first gas stop I made in Champlain, the station owner was pretty impressed by the beast, asked for a quick look at it and ended up walking away with a Stills CD he put up on the wall, beside all the other eclectic decorations he had amassed over the years. His station doubled as a thrift shop, pretty wild place...

And I continued driving for the rest of the day. Once I got in, I went to park the van in front of the local Dodge dealer, thinking that at least if I have trouble in the morning, it won't have to go far. Walking back to the apartment, a stop for Indian food was in order. And then I went and sat down at home.

Day 25, Brooklyn to Lancaster

Today is the day! The van goes away! I just have to get it to start one last time and then drive it 3 hours. Again, despite everything being in my favour, the bugger put up a final fight. In the end victory was mine, however, and after 30 minutes of convincing, I had it moving down the interstate. I can't begin to say how happy I was that it started today. Because I got out on time, relatively, that means I'll also get the afternoon train back to NYC and I'll have a full night.

The drive was great, dropping it off was even better, and within minutes I was on the train. I started making calls to let everyone know the deed was done and we could start celebrating, and got news that we could celebrate a little more. The boys got nominated for 2 Juno Awards this morning (Canadian Grammy's), for Best Alt. Album and Best New Group. Don't tell anyone they've been around for 6 years... And so it is a fantastic day in Stills land. 3 more days off and one final show in Toronto, then I'm off for my first of 2 trips to Australia over the next 2 months.

The Stills, Europe Nov. 24-Dec. 6, 2008

Day 41/42, to Europe

Today started as most days, well, all days, have started in Montreal. Artjava. Today was pretty cool because we ran into a lot of friends, it was a nice way to head off. Tim, in particular, bid farewell in the form of 4 double macchiatos in less than 20mins. Yes, the man is insane.

After food and coffee, we hopped in the van and went to the rehearsal space to repack the gear for flight, and to try and stuff as much merchandise as possible in to our cases to avoid bringing actual merch boxes with us. It took a little bit of time, maybe 3 hours or so, which is what we sort of expected, and then we headed to the airport.

When we got there, the line was insanely long. So, we played the "we're a band" card. It was pretty obvious with all the roadcases anyways, but it can help sometimes. They took us out of the line and opened up a separate check in counter for us, and even our overages somehow never made it on the bill... huh. Wonder how that happened...?

The flight over was pretty painless. We all had lots of room and no screaming children. That was the first one in a while for me during which I could actually sleep. Love it.

When we got in, I went straight to my regular coffee bar in Heathrow. Hasn't changed a bit. It's a solid Starbucks quality bean. For the UK, that's saying alot. When we got out of the terminal, we were met by our Euro crew member and our sprinter van, which we were all happy to see that it had lots of space and kicked ass. Even had a bunk. Awesome.

We went straight to the hotel, checked in, and then set about the only way we know how to beat jetlag. Stay up all day. We went for a quick lunch in the hood, then hopped a train in to SoHo, shopped a bit, picked up some supplies and just did some general wandering. By the time it was all said and done, we were pushing 6pm. We went back to the hotel to drop some stuff off, and started looking for a restaurant for dinner. We eventually settled on a chinese place that wasn't bad, and that's damn near impossible in the UK.

After a good meal, we set about killing the rest of the night with pints of beer. We found a quiet local pub, had a couple local friends come and hang out with us and got to meet our new touring friend. It ended up being a pretty good day, and we made it all the way through. We were really happy to get to bed tonight.

Day 43, London, UK

I had to get up early today to put money in the meter for the van parking. The hotel claimed to have parking for us, but they were full of it and didn't really care to help us out, so we just parked on the street. I didn't have the right change, so I went walking around to get it, and by the time I got back, about 9:06am (pay parking starts at 9am), I already had a ticket! I was two minutes late, and for that the city of London, borough of Camden, wanted to charge me £80! Forget it! I'm fighting this one. In no time at all, I registered my complaint to fight the ticket, and now I wait...

Today is also the first show. It's at Cargo, supposedly only a few minutes away from us, but that can be an eternity in London traffic. We somehow ended up relatively on time, so it wasn't so bad. It felt a little weird setting up for our own show though, we haven't headlined in over a month. It was a nice change though, to have a bit more control of things. We got a good soundcheck in, made sure everything was good, and sat down for dinner. I was running around with my head cut off though, so I didn't really eat.

I thought hometown shows were bad for guestlists, but London takes it. Doesn't help that we only go over once a year, so it's kind of a big deal. The band was big there a few years ago, and they still have the power. The UK shows are all sold out and everyone wants to get in. Juggled as usual, pulled a couple rabbits out of the hat and somehow made it all work. I think I sat down for about 5 minutes before changeover.

Even that went to hell. Somehow while we were resetting, one of our power converters blew up. This is not good. We have amps and lighting running off the converter and we were scrambling for a minute. Not helping matters is that in London, there's an 11pm curfew for live music clubs, so we can't afford to go on late. Miraculously the club had a spare converter and I had a spare power bar, so we were able to put a good chunk of it back together and the show only started about 10 minutes late. Not the end of the world.

It ended up going really well, the Londoners really like their Stills action. It was a great way to start off our Euro tour and get some good vibes going right from the beginning.

We all had friends there that we wanted to hang with, and we were able to get the bar to leave us alone for a bit in a corner. They didn't care at all about the fact they made loads of cash off us, they just wanted us out and we stretched it as long as we could... There were some people going out to another place after, but I chose to head back to the hotel with my piles of British Pounds. Figured it wasn't best to walk around clubs with a lot of cash. One of them ended up calling me and I just spoke to them all on the phone, so it was kind of cool anyways.

Day 44, Manchester, UK

We headed off around noon to Manchester. We got out of London easily enough, but the traffic was a nightmare. We were late, but so was everyone else for some reason so it didn't really matter. I did have to run to the hotel to get a package though, so that delayed things a little more than I'd have liked. But let's hear it for Sennheiser sending us a power supply for an in-ear unit. They really came through for us on this one.

Because everything was running late, I didn't have time to go for food and just ended up munching on the rider food. The show came up pretty fast and it was another sold out show. It's pretty cool to come across the ocean and have people pack clubs to see you. It was a really good time. The venue tonight, Night and Day, also doubles as a cafe, so they were able to stay open for a while after the show. We hung out there for a while, we met a guy with the new touchscreen Blackberry, which I'm very excited about, and eventually made our way back to the hotel. Parking was a bit of a problem again though... I have a feeling this is going to be the theme of the tour... We did find a gated lot after a while, so it sort of worked out...

Day 45, Glasgow, UK

Up and in to Scotland we go. Glasgow is a beautiful city, but unfortunately by the time we got there it was dark, so we didn't see much. We just went ahead and did the painful downstairs load in to Stereo and made it through the soundcheck relatively painlessly. The club provided dinner for us after and it was actually quite good. Also, the Simple Plan guys are in town tonight and one of them came over to eat with us.

Back down for the show and it seems the Scots like the band as much as the English. There is something kind of cool about playing small, packed clubs and the atmosphere and vibe it creates. Don't get me wrong, I can't wait to get back on a bus/truck tour, but these shows have been pretty fun so far. Again with the 11pm curfew, but we didn't fight it tonight. We just went back to the hotel. A little while later, a handful of the SP guys and crew came over and we took over the hotel bar, and then a room. So wild to hang with Montreal guys in Scotland...

Day 46, London, UK

Today is a long one. We have to drive almost the whole length of the UK to get back to London for a late show at Koko's, a killer 5 story club with crazy balconies and an insane PA and lighting rig. It's a show for NME magazine, so it is pretty important, and it's festival-style, so no soundchecks. Just throw the gear on stage and play.

We got in to London early enough to stop at the hotel and check in first, but only stayed for an hour or so before heading to the club. Again with the London guestlists, but this one got a little crazy. The Kings of Leon and their crew are in town rehearsing for their upcoming UK tour and they wanted to come out to the show. They're only the biggest band in the UK right now. It was quite the feat of logistics to sort out security and roping off sections, etc... for them to see the show and not be bothered by anyone. In the end it was pretty painless. Just one of them showed up with his fiancee, their (awesome) tour manager and his personal bodyguard. I don't know many people that have personal bodyguards. It's kind of cool. Anyways, they stuck around for most of the show before they had to go. They had just flown in day of and were pretty beat, but their presence speaks volumes. We're really looking forward to going to Oz with them in March... Always great to see them.

As for the rest of the night, the guys absolutely killed the show, it was awesome. One of their best ever. If only every night was like that... The label and radio guys were there and they were completely blown away and couldn't stop talking about getting us back asap.

We hit the hotel pretty soon after. We have to get up early tomorrow to catch a ferry to the mainland and start the Euro dates. Tomorrow is Utrecht in the Netherlands. I can't wait, I love touring Europe.

Day 47, Utrecht, NL

It was an early one and it hurt a little bit. We drove out to Dover to catch the 1pm ferry. We even got there a little early and managed to have some time for lunch before getting on and earlier ferry than the one we had booked. Total bonus.

The ride over was good, and I was so happy to finally get back to the mainland. I love it there. The people are amazing, the scenery is stunning, the food is spectacular, the wine, the drink, my favourite places on earth are in western Europe. The first gas stop in France was awesome. Gas station snack bars over there are such a different story. Real food. They don't have junk. You can eat perfectly well at gas stations. It just doesn't happen back home.

Anyways, we drove through France, Belgium and most of the Netherlands on our way to Utrecht. We're playing a festival tonight, and it features Montreal bands, oddly enough. Never thought I'd run into some good friends in Utrecht. Great night overall. The one thing about Europe though is that they have sound level limits in all the bars, and the band is a little on the loud side on stage, so it take a little work and creativity on my part to make it work. We had really great gear today though so it ended up being ok by the end of it all.

After the show we went back to the hotel to drop our bags, and then find some van parking. After walking back from finding a parking spot, I went to see a couple of the guys and we were just sitting around for a little while when I decided "screw this, I'm going out". We started a long walk to find a bar to have a drink. We had a place in mind, went the wrong way initially, and we walked in the cold for over an hour. It was amazing though. I've always liked random walks in Europe; there's so much to discover...

Anyways, it was getting a little long, we were getting a little tired. We came across a bar that was still open, and the street numbers weren't really making much sense, so we went in to ask directions. The guy inside didn't speak any English, and when we started speaking French to each other to try and figure out what to do, he answered us! The man spoke French and instantly our search was over, we didn't care to find the other place.

There was just the one guy there, he was the owner, and three of his friends. Before we even had our coats off, he had them bring us glasses of wine, trays of appetizers including Mediterranean olives (he's from Morocco originally) and lamb skewers. And a shisha pipe. Amazing. It was about 3am by this time, and it ended up being the perfect way to spend the rest of the night. His friends didn't speak English or French, so we just had conversations with lots of translation about all kinds of things. It was great and just what we needed. By far the highlight of the tour to date.

Day 48, To Koln, DE

Today is a day off. Awesome. We started with breakfast in Utrecht, and we found a great cafe. It was snowing really lightly today as well, and it was pretty stunning combined with the centuries-old architecture. It was really like stepping back in time about 300 years and completely jaw-dropping. Even those of us who don't really care for such things (I obviously do...) were taken aback. If I were ever stranded in a place like this, I would not complain.

After our fabulous meal, we hit the road to Germany. Once we got in, checked in, parked, etc... I took care of some work and then we went out to explore. Not for too long though... We got in a little late and it was already dark. Most of the exploring will wait til tomorrow.

After all that, I still had a little bit of work to do, and while I was working the guys went out to find a place to spend the night. I was really happy to catch up with them at Päffgen, a 100+ year old bierhaus just blocks from the hotel. I caught up, sat down and ordered a bratwurst, which was awesome and came with a great selection of mustards. Killer meal. And the beer. Damn. They served a local brew in 3 oz glasses, it was really light and went down smooth. They kept our tab by putting a mark on a coaster every time we ordered. It was always a round at a time, and the server would usually have one with us. We got a few free ones in there, and by the time we settled, we paid for 85 beers. Wild! After that, we went around the town a bit checking out some local sites to wind down and eventually made our way back to the hotel. We can sleep in tomorrow as the show is in town, so we didn't feel bad about staying out late. In fact, we needed the break after the first week being so hectic...

Day 49, Koln, DE

Today I got up relatively early I guess, just used to rising early these days... I would've like to sleep more, but whatever... I had stuff to do. First up, find a laundromat. I did, they didn't speak English, I don't speak German, but it was actually kind of fun to figure out what was going on. It's been a while since I've hit a language barrier and I had sort of forgotten how to deal with it properly, so it was a good refresher for me. After a little walking, I gave up my search for the day and went back to the hotel to round up a couple guys to go out and explore with me.

The highlight was the Dom, the ancient two-spire cathedral dominating the city. We walked around inside for a while and it's just mindblowing to see these pieces of art and architecture still standing, healthily, after hundreds of years. Outside the cathedral, there was a Christmas market, which is a hugely popular tradition at this time of year. Lots of vendors, everything from jewelry to woodworking items to beer to coffee. We had a really good espresso.

Also, forgot to mention, that we ended up having a great lunch at an Italian cafe. It was kind of a spread with cheeses, olives, meats, vegetables and so incredible. It was recommended by our Euro tour friend who we just happened to run in to while exploring. Great find. We had to cut it short after a while though. We do have a show tonight after all...

So we hop in the van and head to Gebaude 9, which is sadly in an industrial area away from the area we wanted to check out. Ah, whatever, we are here to play shows. We'll deal. The club is a little special though. Sort of an old bunker, concrete-type place. They gave us a great dinner though, that made up for the harsh cement sounding room.

There weren't a whole lot of people tonight. Definitely under 100, and they were hard to read. Really reserved. The show was good though, and we found out afterwards that the Germans thought so too. Though not vocal with their opinion during the show, the merch table told a different story. We had a great merch night, they bought a lot. The next day, all the reviews online were great.

After the show, while we were going back to the hotel, I got a call from a friend of mind from Ottawa who was in town with Kathleen Edwards. Crazy small world. I wanted to take him to the bierhaus we were at last night, but who knew they'd be closed on Monday? We found a place across the street, had a few mini-beers and called it a night.

Oh, and I found a laundromat.

Day 50, Paris

Today I am happy. Not only because we're going to Paris, but because I'm doing my laundry. I'm not happy about the circumstances, but I'm thrilled at the prospect of having clean clothes. I had to get up at 7am to make it happen, but it's so worth it. The hotel breakfast not so much, but I have clean clothes. It was a little funny as the language barrier tried to shut me down through print communication. It was a do-it-yourself place, and all the instructions were in German. I'm not even going to pretend I understand the first thing about it. There were 8 or 9 different wash modes and I didn't have a clue what was going on. I stood in front of the instructions for 20 minutes with my Blackberry doing translations online. I'm sure it looked pretty weird, and no doubt hilarious. I got a kick out of it. It was actually kind of fun finding a way though. No matter what happens, I will get by.

And so, clean clothes on my back, we hopped in the van and made our way to Paris. The GPS was a little sketchy and took us on a detour, but it was kind of cool because we ended up seeing a really cool Belgian village. It was nice. After sorting out the routing, we got back on track and went in. The sad part was that we ended up running late and we weren't going to have much time to hang out. It was pretty disappointing for me because the club, Divan du Monde, is in my favourite neighbourhood in the city.

Anyways, we got in, soundchecked, miraculously had a parking spot on the tiny Parisian streets, and the club got us a great dinnner at a cafe next door. I'm really into the European hospitality. They take us really seriously here and treat us with loads of respect, quite the opposite of a lot of North American venues...

So, we eat, go back to the club and put on a show. Again, few in number, but large in enthusiasm. It was fun. I also really enjoy speaking French with the French. It's a really different language, highly entertaining. I was really hoping to have time to hang out after the show, but it ended up taking us about an hour and a half to find a parking spot, and even then we knew we would get a ticket. It was really frustrating to lose time like that, especially in Paris, and also because three different hotels were telling us about this magical parking lot for oversized vehicles that we never ended up finding...

By the time we got back to the hotel, the evening was shot. A couple guys happened to be sitting in the lobby at the bar, so I sat down with them for a glass of wine and in no time we were joined by a "lively" Brit. It was kind of cool because it turned out that he was a record label exec, so it led to some interesting conversation, I didn't stick around too long though, been burning the candle too much, need some sleep. And, more importantly, I have to get up in the morning, No way I'm coming to Paris and not talking a walk for a couple hours.

Day 51, Gent, BE

Before we left town to go to Gent, I had to check out Paris for a while. I love the city too much to just do an in and out. I do that in places like Regina. This is a different ball game, a city deserving of time and respect. So I got up early to walk around.

Just my luck, it was pouring rain. Rain be damned, I'm going out. First stop was a fresh foods market across the street, I saw chickens butchered in ways I've never seen before. I don't know if I could buy a chicken that still had the feet... That market was sort of the highlight. Walked around a few blocks, down a few alleys, and eventually stopped at a cafe beside the hotel for breakfast. It was brutal. It was a real shame, but I didn't care, I was in Paris.

And, more importantly, going to Gent, another one of my absolute favourite cities. Two in one day. Amazing. We got in with very little time to explore, but I was determined to make that up later.

We went straight to the club when we arrived. Today was another festival type day, all Montreal bands oddly enough, and we had to get our gear in asap to get checked and make way for the others. We were the only band getting a soundcheck today, and we intended to use it. After the check I made sure to tell the guys about how amazing the city is, and I even got them to go out and explore. They came back stunned, minds blown and happy they took the time.

The show was a little on the weird side. The crowd was really quiet and reserved, but apparently that's not a bad thing. Again, they spoke more with their wallets than with their applause. It's really weird to play shows like that with little response, and the best way to deal with it is to go out and experience the city. So we did.

We got directed to a great little pub that had spectacular beers and the best little snack ever: little pieces of cheese served with stone mustard. It was amazing. I also experienced the Hoegarden Grand Cru, totally different and much better than the regular stuff. We hung out there for quite a while before leaving, and when we left we didn't go home. I convinced a couple of the guys to come out with me while I walked around. They loved it, it was awesome. We found another small little pub in the basement of a centuries-old building with original brick walls and wood rafters. The ambience was incredible. The air filled with smoke I could do without, but I'd deal for a night.

We ended up walking around more after, just having our minds blown one building after another, taking loads of pictures. A couple hours later we headed in for some well-deserved rest.


Day 52, Hamburg, DE

We woke up a little tired from last night and headed back to the venue to pick up our gear. We had been advised that leaving everything inside overnight might be our best bet, and we could leave the van parked there too, so good deal all around. The rest of the day we spent driving to Hamburg.

Once in town, we had no time, so we went to the venue, Molotow. It was a little hard to find, even harder to park at, but it all sorted itself out soon enough... We loaded in quickly, skipped our soundcheck, and sat down to eat the glorious rider food. The main dinner was at a restaurant a couple blocks away, but we just didn't have the time tonight.

The club was a tiny little place, so it was pretty full with the 50 or so people that showed up, and it actually sounded pretty good. Not bad at all. It was also webcast on their MySpace site, and we found out that the label was having a little party watching back home in their office.

Afterwards we loaded out as fast as possible. We still hadn't eaten and we were starving, so we wanted to check in to the hotel and get out for food asap. That sort of went according to plan and a short while later we were sitting down at a higher end Turkish kebab shop. The servings were enormous and I could barely make it through half my meal. It was pretty good though, so totally worth the effort. And now I will sleep.

Day 53, Berlin

Today we just have to get to Berlin. It's as real a day off as we're going to get. It was a little late in the afternoon by the time we got there, so as soon as we dropped our bags, we headed out for food. There were a couple places in mind, but they either weren't open, or we needed reservations. An on-the-spot reservation didn't work out... We eventually settled at a pretty bad Japanese place. Oh well, can't win 'em all... After the meal, we walked back to the hotel to relax for a bit before heading out for the night. On the way, we stopped for espresso at a little French cafe. It was alright... much better than actual French cafes.

The rest of the evening started later on, first at a really cool little joint called 8mm. The thing was that it was too small, so when it started filling up we bailed and went on the hunt for another place. We ended up walking in to CCCP, a Soviet-style place that was awesome. Run by Russians for sure. They had all the good vodkas I remember from my trip there and they also had authentic absinthe, which I had on the bar in front of me in no time at all. It was a really small, authentically decorated place, even filled with authentic smoke from authentic Russians. It was pretty heavy and breathtaking, literally... I've found it really hard to be in smokey places since all the various smoke-bylaws kicked in around the world (which I think is great), but I stuck it out anyways. This place was just too cool. Eventually it started getting crowded as well, and just too full. I'm wondering about capacity laws in Germany right now... There don't seem to be any... We stopped at one more place, which was a really weird dance club where the music was really quiet. Bizarre, but an experience nonetheless. I didn't stick around at that one too long. Went back to the hotel soon after arriving. On the way, I found a place that specialized in dark chocolates from around the world, so I picked up a couple pieces for tomorrow...

Day 54, Berlin

Alas, our final day in Europe. Today started with a search for breakfast, and we found a winner, all-around champion on the first shot. Even the coffee was good. They served us great little pastry, meat and fruit plates and everything was really fresh and insanely delicious. It's on my list of places to go back to.

We still had a little bit of time to kill before going to the club, so a couple guys went to a museum, I went Berlin Wall-ing. There was an area right behind our hotel where the wall used to be, so there were some memorials and landmarks that I went to check out for a little while. It was a little surprising though because the whole area was sort of run down. Not the image of freedom I had in mind...

A little later on we finally went over to the Bang Bang Klub for the last show of the tour. Another smaller place, but once filled with Berliners it was a pretty good time. The promoters were great, fed us well and took care of our every need. The sound system sort of sucked, but the house tech was really nice and ultimately we had a really good time. Somehow the guys actually had friends that live there now and found out about the show, so we ended up having a bit of a hang once it was done. Also adding to the fun was that there was no real load-out tonight. We had all our gear picked up by a shipping company so we could travel home with just our suitcases. I like.

Day 55, Berlin to Montreal

This is it, the last flight. We were at the airport at the painful hour of 6am. Getting everyone up was a little hard, but that was expected. Getting them to return all their keys to the front desk to avoid a €10 charge per key was more challenging, but it got done... Once we got there, it was pretty straightforward, just a fun-filled day of flying. We had a quick stop in Frankfurt and then flew in to Montreal. It was on the longer side coming from Germany, but what can you do. We fly so often to London before going anywhere else, that psychologically any flight across the Atlantic is really only 6hrs. Not true, obviously. 9hrs took some mental prep work, but we did it.

We were settled in Montreal by 3pm local time and the first thing we did was meet at ArtJava, the best cafe in town, for food and coffee. Awesome. Exactly what we needed after a long day of flying.

And that's it for the year. I'll be in Monty for a couple more days to wrap up all the biz stuff, but nothing crazy is happening. Just going to end up taking a train to Ottawa for the holidays. Stay tuned for upcoming tours featuring a cross-Canada January trek and 2 trips to Australia in 6 weeks. It'll be amazing...

The Stills, Canada Nov. 1-23, 2008

Day 19, Hamilton, ON

With great pain, we rose early to make our way to Hamilton for show number one of the Sam Roberts tour. It kind of hurt. At least once we got there, it was good to see the guys again and the promoter was a really good guy, so our adjustment was relatively easy. It was a little weird to go from a full-on truck and bus tour to understaffed van and trailers, but we just worked a little harder with the SRB guys and everything started to come together. It felt pretty natural being around all the guys anyways...

It seemed to go pretty well tonight. It was our first test of the Canadian market while having a Top 10 single and the show went over really well, really good response. We kept it on the short side tonight. We were staying in Toronto, so we didn't wait too long before getting out of there so we could get in and crash asap. Tomorrow is our first real day off in forever. Can't wait to sleep...

Day 20, Toronto, ON

Day off. Insane. Love it. Slept as long as possible, and then a little more. We made no serious plans, other than to go for dinner with the SRB guys. We ended up at the Keg with them and some other friends, and then made our way to Sweaty Betty's for the end of the night. Nothing crazy, just a night off to hang out.

Day 21, Chatham, ON

Leaving at noon seemed reasonable, so that's what we did. We headed down to Chatham to play at the River Rock Club. Classy place, let me tell you... I guess it wasn't so bad, just a small rock club show, almost like playing at Barrymore's just with a worse PA and light system. We found a decent place for dinner down the only street in town and that pretty much wrapped it up. After the show we drove down to Windsor. We're staying there for a couple nights as we have a show in Detroit tomorrow. Election Day...

Day 22, Detroit, MI

We were only about 10 minutes from the venue in Detroit, so we left about an hour early to cross the border, etc... Usually painless, but this time, for the first time ever, we got turned back. Turns out you're not allowed to carry "textile goods for resale", ie. t-shirts, across the border. It was the first time any of us had ever heard of this, so not wanting to make a scene at the US border on Election Day of all days, we turned back, tried to find a broker to fill out the paperwork for us to bring our t-shirts over, failed, so dropped it all at the hotel and went back for round 2.

Round 2 was a little more successful and we got by without a hitch. This guy didn't even ask about shirts. Figures... So we got through, drove through a couple decrepit Detroit neighbourhoods and showed up at the Magic Stick only about an hour late after it was all said and done. Fortunately there was no real rush, we had lots of time. We just wanted to set up quickly and get the sound check over with so we could sit down and watch the election coverage. It only has the potential to be the most historical day in US history...

There's a pretty good restaurant downstairs from the venue, so some of us went down there to eat while we watched CNN. There was a woman walking around the bar handing out Obama buttons, which we gladly accepted and wore, hoping for the outcome. We had about three hours to kill, so there was a good chance we'd know by the time the show started. After we ate, we went back upstairs and we set up our merch right under a tv so we could watch and sell at the same time. It turned out to be a good idea because everyone else wanted to watch too.

There were a few nervewracking moments, especially when McCain took a couple states, but the club erupted in cheers when they announced Obama won, right before we took the stage. It was pretty awesome to be surrounded by Americans at that time. They really needed the boost in morale, and living in Brooklyn, I'm really happy they got it. I'd have seriously considered leaving had McCain won.

It gave the show a pretty amazing vibe, and it became a massive celebration. Such a crazy experience, I don't think I've ever been surrounded by such whole-hearted, all-in enthusiasm.

Driving back to Canada after the show was a little wild. There were streets closed everywhere, state troopers on patrol at every corner. Coming in, the border was pretty locked down, even going back to Canada it was pretty tight. We got a little bit of attitude and some minor threats, but nothing I hadn't seen before. We got back to the hotel and turned on CNN right away and watched the world celebrate for a couple hours before falling asleep, more hopeful than ever before for the future.

Day 23, London, ON

Today felt so incredibly boring and normal after last night. We drove to London, stayed at the same hotel as a few nights ago and played at Centennial Hall. It was a good night. It's definitely a college town, and we always do better in school zones, so to speak.

We went to a small hole-in-the-wall pub to hang out after. Apostle of Hustle were playing there tonight, so all friends for us to hang out with. I couldn't really wind down after that, so I went for a walk to find a slice of pizza. Took a while, but Pizza Pizza came to the rescue, eventually. Got there 5 mins before they closed. I've been trying not to have late meals, but once in a while you just gotta do it...

Day 24, Kitchener, ON

We had a quick breakfast in London before heading over to Kitchener for the show tonight. Another theatre. We thought we left those behind in the US, but apparently not. I don't get the rock-show-in-a-theatre theme this year. So weird. Beautiful rooms, but so weird.

It went well again tonight, pretty straightforward. We have this tour pretty much worked out and the show has become pretty smooth. As soon as we were done tonight, we headed right out, back to Toronto. The Kings of Leon are in town tonight and we're hoping to get back to have a chance to hang out.

We actually did pretty good time making it back to TO, but by the time we got there, their whole gang had called it a night. They were pretty worn from a painfully long travel day with lots of press. Being the understanding people we are, we forgave them, rescheduled for tomorrow, and called it a night.

Day 25, Belleville, ON

Another day, another 2hr drive to a city in Ontario. After going for breakfast and coffee (at Auntie's and Manic, of course), we got to Belleville a little early, which was nice, always takes off a little pressure when that happens. The promoter tonight was a really good friend, so that made things a little better.

Oddly enough, today was another rock-show-in-a-theatre, I think I'll start calling it rock-in-a-box. The kids were really into it though, a little more than usual and it helped make it a really great night for the ol' Empire Theatre. Again after the show tonight, we didn't stick around. It's show night for the Kings in Toronto and we were hoping to make it back in time to catch some of it.

After a couple hours, we realized that wasn't going to happen, so we just tried to coordinate a night out. It took some effort, we made lots of changes to the plan, but it did eventually come together. Everyone went out to a place called The Communist's Daughter. I had to go by the Kool Haus first though. The Kings had a mic we forgot on the last day of our tour last week. Turns out it was good for me to go. The whole crew was really happy that I stopped by, I ended up hanging out for quite a while with them, right up until the bus rolled actually. It was really nice to be around them again, we became pretty tight on the October tour. It looks like they'll be in London (UK) at the same time as us later this month, so we're already looking forward to that hang.

After all that, I made my way over to the club where they all were. The Scientists and their crew were there too, so it was a huge reunion for everyone. It was a pretty great way to spend a night. Hard to leave it all behind at the end...

Day 26, Sarnia ON

And another day, another 2hr drive to a city in Ontario. The classic Industry Theatre tonight. But it's not really a theatre. It's a rock club. A badly run club by a slimy club owner. I was warned to be on the lookout for this one, how true it is...

The show itself was fine. That part went well and the kids were really into it. The problems were afterwards when I tried to get paid. I had to chase the owner around for a bit, he kept saying he'd meet me in 5 mins but never showed up at any time. Finally after about an hour, Sam's tour manager brought me the cheque, thankfully in the full amount. He thought he'd do me a favour by grabbing it while he was getting paid, he had no idea how much it helped... But I still had to get some cash from the guy for dinner buyouts, which was worked out in advance, agreed upon and, as yet, unpaid. I was eventually able to corner the guy, he gave me a sob story that I was bleeding him dry, but I didn't care about him anymore. I tried being nice. I got him to give in, I followed him to the office so he couldn't run away and took some cash. And, even then, after everything else, he shorted me. $15. I mean, why even bother? What's the point? I was so sick of dealing with him that I just took it and left, and hopefully I'll never be back (of course writing this means I will, at least 6 times)...

By a twist of fate, the night turned out alright. We were all staying in the same hotel. We got the front desk guy to reopen the pool and hot tub for us. Poor guy just didn't know... Within minutes, we had about 25 people and two coolers of beer by the side of the pool. The complaints started rolling in about an hour later, by which point everyone was sitting on deck chair, but in the pool itself... Good times rock n roll... Didn't take long to shut this one down. At least they let us keep our rooms...

Day 27, Toronto

Day off. Sweet deal, nice! 2nd one in a week. Unbelievable. And tomorrow's a day off too! Back-to-back hasn't happened in weeks! We took our time driving back today and got in late afternoon. Nothing much happened tonight. I did alot of work for our upcoming European run, but took a quick time out to go for dinner with a couple of the guys. Kept it pretty low key today.

Day 28, Toronto

Today was another slow one. I went for coffee at Manic, breakfast at Auntie's and Uncles, and that was all I needed for my day. Lots of advance work, went to hang out for a little while with some local friends at the end of the night, and that was it. Nice, easy, relaxing. Good times.

Day 29, Toronto

So continues our week-long reign in Toronto, but today we actually have to work! Of course, we have the usual breakfast and coffee, and of course, it's amazing. Back to the hotel to rest for a bit, and around 3:30pm, we make our way to the Danforth. Rock-in-a-box yet again.

At least this time it's a little different. the crowd is definitely worthy. We could do 1000 people a night in Toronto on our own, so it's no wonder that this has become a 4-night stand. The kids love it, show is great. And the best part is we don't even have to load out after! All the gear stays in the theatre for 5 days. So awesome.

No after-show hang tonight, just a run to the Big Slice. We're saving it all for the last night of this run.

Day 30, Toronto

Guess what? Toronto again. Breakfast and coffee as usual. Fantastic, as usual. Again, kept it low-key today, just working. Did a little shopping, nothing crazy. I've begun keeping the days off to myself. Personal time is at a premium, and I need what I can get.

Day 31, Toronto

Tonight is the 2nd night of our Toronto stand, show 2 of 4. We went through the usual daily motions leading up to the show. There was something about tonight though. For some reason it was easily the best show of the entire tour so far. The best performance, the best crowd, the best lights, the best sound, the best vibe. Everything just seemed to come together. Good timing too... All the management, agents, label and radio people were there, and we made a great showing. We owned it tonight. We went to a pub a couple doors down to celebrate and actually hang with people, and it ended up being a pretty good time. Somehow I ended up being there a lot later than I had planned. We didn't have the van with us, so I had to catch a ride home. Somehow a stranger got in with me and split the ride. I guess that was a bonus...

Day 32, Toronto

Show 3 of 4. Well, it's just like going to work everyday at this point. Walk in, everything is there, same people, same room, same guestlist juggling, etc... The guestlists have easily become the #1 issue of this run. Everyone is in Toronto, it's a pretty big bill for Canadian rock, and everyone wants to come. Our lists have been full for days and there's always a couple last minute requests from the label or a radio station or something hoping to get passes. We've been really lucky so far in that we've been able to make it work. There's been some serious strings pulled and some serious favours done. But, somehow, it always works. It comes together somehow at the last second, literally. Guess that's why I get paid the ok bucks...

Day 33, Toronto

Finally, the last night in Toronto. It's nice walking in and having everything there and ready to go, but I'm ready for a new town. Toronto isn't really my favourite place, and I'm definitely ready to leave after staying here for most of the last 2 weeks.

Tonight was another incredible show, almost as good as the 2nd night here. Crazy vibe. More and more people are making sure they catch our set, the work is paying off.

It's also after-party night. There's a place across the street reserved for us, but it's really small, really packed, can't even get to the bar to order a drink. I bypassed that problem by getting some of the left-over beer from our van and bringing that in. I don't have hours to waste waiting in line for one drink. It got a little uncomfortable pretty quickly and just got wilder as the night went on. I didn't stick around longer than I had to. Too bad because when I finally had enough and psychologically needed to bail, a couple good friends showed up and wanted to hang. I had to get out though. Not just because I was sick of the place, but I did have lots to do in the morning for Europe. Oh well... can't win 'em all...

Day 34, Montreal

Today is a simple drive day to Monty. Really easy, took our time, no pressure. We got in to town, ditched all the gear, ditched the van and I went and checked-in at the hotel. You'd think after the last 5 weeks I'd want to stay in my room alone for a night, but somehow I ended up walking up to see a couple of the guys (who actually live in the same building), went for dinner with one of them and met a third while we were there! The night didn't last that long though. We ate and got out. We were all beat and we all wanted to sleep.

Day 35, Montreal

So this is the 2nd day of a week in Montreal. This makes me happy, but also sad that one of the days is already over... I love it here, and if I move back to Canada full-time, I'm coming to Monty.

The daily Toronto run of Manic Coffee and Auntie's & Uncles is now replaced with the incredible Artjava. Every day this week, 3 of us will meet at Artjava at 10am and sit there for about 3 hours drinking macchiatos and eating unreal breakfasts, lunches and dinners. Mere blocks from where we all live (I use the term loosely, in my case...). There is not a better place to spend a week enjoying coffee. Added to that is that we always run into loads of people we know. It's the local hangout for all the muso's and artists of the area. Of course, we are in the French Plateau, so I guess it's kind of expected.

After spending a chunk of the day there, then going to do some work at the hotel, I went back to the guys place at night for dinner and to drink some fine wines, as we are all wine snobs. Fantastic. Love Monty..

Day 36, Montreal

Day 3 in Monty, day 3 spent at Artjava. 3rd day spent advancing tour stuff for Europe and wrapping Canada. Nothing beyond the ordinary today, just good times in Monty.

Day 37, Montreal

Today is the last day off before things start getting a little crazy. I mean, we'll still have the daily ArtJava meetings (it's become a ritual in no time), but work will soon ensue. I've tried to get all of Europe taken care before tomorrow, and I'm pretty close. I don't want to have to worry about that during the show days, and we're flying over the afternoon after the last show, so there's not really any time to mess around.

The main thing I did today was pick up a rental van for the next few days. We'll need to get our gear to the show, back to the rehearsal space after the last show, and then we'll be using it to get to the airport on Sunday. If that's my biggest issue for the day, things are ok. It was just a little challenging as it's Grey Cup weekend here so a lot of the rentals are taken up and the city is starting to get a little crazy. My 4 star hotel has been infiltrated by cowboy-hat-wearing, Labatt-drinking, full-on Canadian hosers. It's kind of killed the atmosphere a little, but it just gives me another reason to get out and spend more time at Artjava...

Day 38, Montreal

Here's a crazy concept. We have a show today. Usual morning ritual, but then we have to work. We all head over to the space to pick up the gear and make our way back to Le National. It's a pretty nice venue, the promoter is a good friend, so everything should be fine. Again, the biggest issue is the guestlist stuff, but that was to be expected, especially in the hometown. Somehow, everybody's happy though, so that's a positive thing.

Tonight is a good one because the Sennheiser guys are out and they've recently put us on their endorsee list, and I'm listed on their website in the Audio Engineer section. I have to say that's pretty cool. Little bit of networking can go a long way. They've been treating us really well, and we're really happy to use their mics.

The show itself is really good, which is a big relief for the guys. It's always a little hard to do the hometown thing, with all the friends and family, but it went off without a hitch, really smooth. There were a couple small hangs afterwards, but I didn't partake. I have too much coming up for Europe right now that I need to think about and stay on top of. My mornings are really early these days so I can work during Euro business hours and that can take a toll on you. Always fun to wake up and see 20+ new emails on your Blackberry at 7am...

Day 39, Montreal

Another day in the life. I don't mean it to sound boring, because I'm loving the time in Montreal. Just nothing too crazy to report. The highlight was taking a pair of pants to the tailors to get a tear fixed. I brushed up against an open roadcase latch last night and it ripped my jeans. Not so exciting for those of you who have a full wardrobe to choose from everyday, but for me, with a total of 2 pairs of pants on the road, it's an issue. It was a pretty big thing for me to find a place that could do it for me on really short notice, and that they're next door to Artjava, and that they asked if it was ok to charge a total of $5, including the rush fee. Amazing.

Oh, and the show. Great. The guys have really hit their stride. It's the perfect time for us to go to the UK. It seems the hometown factor isn't fazing them right now, which was a big thing to overcome. We're in really good shape...

Day 40. Montreal.

So this is day 40 with The Stills this fall. Not to mention everything else that's been going on. I've been on the road since May 26th, when I did Sam Roberts CD Release Party. It seems like decades ago now. I've been across North America about 10 times (seriously), went to 7 countries in Europe, and this is the last Canadian (North American even...) date for the year. One last show in Monty and tomorrow we fly to the UK, so we have to head out on a high note. It's been a really full year. Not bad, especially since I was worried if I'd get enough work back in February...

So, last night in Monty. The guys stepped it up tonight and bid the town a proper farewell. It's been a blast with the SRB boys, but alas, it's come to an end. No one really hung out tonight after the show though. We all have a really long day of packing and airporting to deal with, so most of us just went home and crashed. It's going to be an early and long day tomorrow...

The Stills, USA Oct. 13-31, 2008

The Stills Day 1, Tempe, AZ (10-13-08)

It hurts. A lot. Dragging a tired self out of bed at 4 something in the morning to go to the airport after about 2 hours or less of sleep. Rough. Unpleasant. Painful.

Thankfully it was all fairly smooth. I got through security, got on the plane and promptly fell asleep on my way to Phoenix. It's a relatively short flight though, I don't think it's even 3 hrs, so it's not going to do too much to help me out...

Flight was uneventful. That's a good thing I guess. I land, grab a cab and head to the hotel, where I end up having to fight to check in and have to explain my life story to the manager who doesn't seem to give a sh*t about my plight. Finally after some phone calls and going over heads I get a room and am able to crash for another couple hours before the guys get to town for the show that night. All this broken sleep is a little rough, but whatever. Living the dream, right?

So I wake up to go to the club, aptly named Clubhouse, and wait for the guys. The Clubhouse is kind of disastrous, with falling pieces of ceiling and walls caving in, but everyone there is pretty cool so that goes a long way towards making the day bearable. The horrible enchiladas I got at the take out place next door did not help.

Eventually everyone showed up in the RV (which is a perpetual source of loathing for me), and we throw it all on stage and put a show together. Tonight we're playing with We Are Scientists, who will also be on the Kings of Leon tour with us, so it's a big get-to-know-you session. I'm a couple days late so I have a lot of catching up to do.

After dinner at a sports pub next door, we go back, put on a rock show, the kids seem to like it and we call it a day. I didn't hang around too long after as I was totally drained from my last 3 days of travel, and happily fell in to bed at the hotel. I passed out in record time...

Day 2, Tuscon, AZ

Today started with a nice, leisurely drive through the desert to Tucson. We stopped briefly at a Guitar Centre to get some supplies and kept going. We did reasonable time, even stopped at a Cracker Barrel somewhere along the way, and pulled up at the Congress Hotel.

I walked inside looking for the room and where we had to load in. There were a couple small conference rooms, but they were set up for banquets or something, so I was starting to wonder what the deal was for this show. And then I walked in to the parking lot out back. Waiting there for us was a tiny excuse of a stage, a tiny excuse of a PA and a bunch of people sitting on a patio having lunch. Amazing. So that's the kind of day it is.

We did what we had to do to make it work and it didn't turn out so badly after all. Enough people showed up to make it worthwhile. We had to leave right after the show though. We play LA tomorrow and it's not the shortest drive in the world... We'll sleep at the lovely Best Western Desert Oasis tonight and keep moving in the morning...

Day 3, LA

Today we meet up with the Kings of Leon again and we're not playing in a parking lot, to say the least. We're at the phenomenal Nokia Theatre tonight, quite possibly the best modern theatre I've ever seen. When we got there, the Kings were shooting a new video (Be Somebody, I think...) so we had to wait a while before loading in. No problem, just go downstairs to catering and enjoy some lunch while we wait...

The show itself was pretty wild. There was a good number of people there when we went on (first of three on this tour), so even 1,000 people spread out in a 7,000 venue doesn't seem like a whole lot. The people that were there enjoyed it though, and that's what counts at the end of the day...

After the show was done, I crashed at the hotel to try and catch up on some of the rest I've been missing out on the last few days. It felt pretty good to finally have a little time. Tomorrow there's no rush either. Just have a quick press thing in the afternoon and then we drive towards San Francisco...

Day 4, SF

After spending the night in the bustling metropolis of Livermore, we were able to take our time driving the 1hr in to San Fran. The Black Bear diner proved a popular choice for breakfast before heading in to the hotel. Before heading to the venue, I was happy to have time to head over to the Blue Bottle, my favourite SF coffee shop, and, as usual, their unbelievable pretentiousness delivered fantastic coffee.

We're in town for 2 nights on this one, at the legendary Warfield. It's a great old theatre/rock club where bands like Metallica got their breaks and Jerry Garcia virtually lived on stage. It's really cool to be able to experience rock history like that. It has a tiny stage, tiny dressing rooms, no internet but full of vibe.

The show tonight was great. Sometimes being in a venue like that just brings it out of you. You can do no wrong.

We finally had a chance to hang out with people tonight, and alot of us met up at the Lucky Bar. There just happened to be an "art show" at the bar put on by people who do a lot of the rock posters for SF venues, which is a pretty big deal down here. A lot of their work was incredible and it was fun to check it out.

A couple drinks, a slice of pizza and back to the hotel I go.

Day 5, SF.

It's always nice to wake up in the city you play in, especially when you have most of the day to hang out. For me, that means lots of coffee time, and I wasted none of it. Finally some time to take care of everything I needed to do...

I went to the venue a little bit early to day as We Are Scientists asked me if I could mix them tonight as well. We had been talking about me working with them for a little while, so it was nice to put that together for a night. Great guys, fun to work with. The Stills show tonight was another great one. It's hard to leave a venue like this behind.

Afterwards, I had the pleasure of settling the show with a championship poodle breeder, which provided some pretty interesting stories, and just sort of hung around the venue til it was time to leave. No crazy stuff tonight, long drive tomorrow as we head towards Seattle...

Day 6, Cottage Grove, OR

Today was mainly driving. A breakfast stop here, a gas stop there, nothing too special. The highlights included a gas station attendant who constantly chewed his own tongue with his jaw hanging wide-open, another one who tried to rip us off for $200, and the hotel receptionist who was hooked up to an oxygen tank and just sat around with her cat. Where are we????

Day 7, Seattle, WA

One of the pleasures of waking up in scenic areas like the Pacific Northwest is opening up the blinds in the morning and looking at the mountains as they look down at you in their majesty and make you feel incredibly insignificant. Or, in the case of today, opening the blinds and seeing a forest fire less than a mile away. That was our cue, we hit the road. Fast.

The rest of the drive was fine and we made it to Seattle in decent time. Unfortunately there isn't much time to hang out today, which is too bad because Seattle is a great town, with great coffee, but it is what it is.

Another old theatre tonight. Sometimes they're fun, sometimes not so much. They're usually pretty beautiful, but they have the seats that kind of take away from the rock show appeal. You do what you can though, and it always seems to work itself out... It helps when guys like Eddie Vedder from Pearl Jam are watching the show from over your shoulder.

After the show we stuck around the venue for most of the night and eventually walked back to the hotel.

Day 8, Portland, OR

We were hoping to get to Portland early enough today to sample some of the wonderful coffee the area is known for, specifically Stumptown Coffee. No such luck though... we had to make some stops on the way out of town to take care of some business stuff and it ended up taking so much time that we barely made it to the venue on time. Unfortunately we have to leave after the show tonight as well, so we're left floundering on this one.

Schnitzer Hall is another beautiful old theater, which seems to be the theme on this run... It was a quick in and out tonight, due to the drive after the show, but there is a silver lining... We had to stop at a bank to make some deposits, and it just so happened that the bank was next to Stumptown Coffee, which was open for another 15mins. We had the chance to run in and make a quick order and our spirits were instantly elevated for the next couple hours on the road to Pendleton. Amazing.

Day 9, Rawlins, WY

The downside of this tour is that alot of the drives are really long. It was booked that way because the headliner can afford to fly to shows and have 2 or 3 tour buses so they can travel overnight. Not being the headliner, we cannot afford such luxuries. So, we spent the day driving part of the way to the next show in Denver. Today finds us arriving in Rawlins, WY. If nothing else, the front desk clerk at the hotel opened the pool and hot tub for us after hours, so we were able to relax a bit.

And then the RV struck. One of the guys went out to grab something before crashing for the night, only to discover an overwhelming scent of gas fumes and urine. Something is wrong with this picture. It was cold today, it was even snowing for a while, so it seems that the septic tank started freezing and whatever was in it was slowly rising to the top and overflowing during the freezing process. Solving this involved a fun-filled 2:30am drive deep into the Wyoming countryside to dump the tank and hope for the best. Never could explain the gas fumes...

Day 10, Denver, CO

After little sleep from last night's tank cleansing activities, we piled in to the RV, agreed that no one could detect any fumes, and started making our way to Denver. It was a pretty painless drive and we arrived early enough to seek coffee, which wasn't bad, but it wasn't great either. It did exceed the "Better than Starbucks" rating system.

The venue tonight is the Fillmore, a stunning, classic ballroom style building that is an absolutely amazing experience. We're really lucky to be in some of the venues on this run. There were actually a lot of kids in the room tonight by the time we went on and there was a really good response. Unfortunately we couldn't stick around and hang out with them, have to keep on driving. Goodland, KS tonight.

Day 11, to Fort Worth, TX.

It's a beautiful day to go for a drive to Texas. We started out just outside Oklahoma, made the requisite Crapper Barrel breakfast stop and kept on going through the day. All was good until about 2 hours from our destination of Forth Worth, where the RV dropped the motherload on us.

Just driving along and all of a sudden a loud banging sound started coming from the engine, then smoke, the whole deal. Our brand new 2008 RV was hurt, badly. We pulled over, thankfully there was a rest stop right where the damn thing died, and promptly called CAA and the RV company to get roadside assistance. After about 2hrs, the CAA finally got their guy to us, with 5 quarts of oil. We were hoping it was just the oil that needed to get refilled, but that just turned out to be the beginning of something much, much worse...

The CAA dude checked out the engine and said it was DOA, we couldn't drive it. We checked out the oil, it was quite unhealthy, and it turns out that the engine was not properly maintained, fully neglected by the company mechanics, and the last oil change was over 25,000 miles ago!!! Unreal!

Given our new predicament, we started trying to find arrangements for the night right away. The RV place couldn't do anything for us. At all. They said they'd tow the vehicle but that they couldn't move the passengers. That's a load of help right there. I feel for the guy who was working that night because he got an earful and a half from us. He's probably traumatized from the whole thing and will never work in customer service again.

CAA was no better (or I guess AAA down there...). Anyways, they couldn't find any people transport either. They said to call cabs and they'd reimburse me, but the nearest cab company was 45mins away at best. This was not shaping up to be a good night.

This whole process had taken about 5 hours by the time we made our decision to wait for a new RV to get delivered at 9am tomorrow morning. With much anger, stress and just about anything else you can think of, we set up to spend the night sleeping in a broken down RV, no heat, electricity, etc..., on the side of the road. I-35 SB, OK. All things considered, it was really the only thing we could do. I spent the night uncomfortably crammed into the front passenger seat, the most awful sleep I've ever had.

The only positive out of all this was that the new RV would arrive at 9am, so we still have time to make the gig in Austin, TX tomorrow night.

Day 12, Side of the I-35 SB, to Austin...

9am, time for a new RV. I was actually woken up a little earlier by all the trucks and buses going by on the Interstate. Not pleasant to say the least. I was awake now, so I decided to call the RV place and see what was going on and to make sure the RV would arrive on time. I also had the worst sleep ever, my whole body was stiff and in massive pain.

So imagine my shock, anger and surprise when the guy told me that the RV was only leaving the lot in northern Oklahoma at 9am, and it would be close to 12pm by the time it got to us. Man, did that guy get ripped to shreds on the phone. I don't think I've ever been so openly and brutally angry with anyone in my life ever. I really tore the guy apart, and I have to say it kind of felt good and therapeutic, especially after last night. I don't think I've ever seriously threatened anyone with a lawsuit before either...

But none of that was getting the RV to us any faster. So we did the only thing we could do - wait. It wasn't easy. We were tired, hungry, miles from anything and everything. Literally stranded. We started moving everything out of the vehicle so at least we would be ready when the new one got here.

The other side of all this is that we have to be in Austin, TX no later than 6pm to play a show, and we can't afford to lose any money off this, we can't miss this show. It's a 6 hour drive from where we are. This math is not good. I called all the KoL people to let them know what was going on, and thankfully, being the amazing crew they are, they were totally understanding, totally pro, and totally ready to deal with whatever happened.

Back to the RV... It got to us at almost 12pm. In fact he almost missed us, it was only frantic waving that got him to stop. We made the change as fast as we possibly could, re-hitched the trailer and I hopped behind the wheel. We had a full tank of gas and there was no way in hell we were going to miss this show. I start driving, and I don't stop until we pull up in Austin on fumes, literally. We burned that tank. At the end we were calculating driving speeds to gas usage ratios to try and make sure the tank would last and we'd make it. We pulled this one out of our asses.

We threw all our gear onstage as soon as we got in, did a quick check to make sure it all worked and had literally 15mins before the show started. It was incredible. I don't think we've (or at least I) pulled off a more rock n roll situation. There was a huge crowd, they loved every second of it (The Stills are do really well in Austin to begin with). Everyone on the KoL and Scientists crew were amazing helping us get going, the venue staff were awesome. Thinking back, it's still seems like a miracle that we made that show.

So to celebrate the occasion, we did what we always do. Hopped back in after the show to start another drive. Off to Waco we go. Once we got there, in massive need of decompression, 2 of us found a good ol' Texas roadhouse where we went for a couple pints and some wings. Man, the people in Waco are *weird*. But after last night, I'll take the roadhouse and a hotel room.

Day 13, Oklahoma City, OK

Less than a day later, we were driving back up the I-35 to Oklahoma City for a show, and we passed the spot where we spent a night and looked back with anything but fond memories.

At least being in OKC is a good thing on a KoL tour. A large part of their family is there, and they all come out and treat you like one of their own. The show was in a weird community centre type place on a concrete stage, but we didn't care. We were looking forward to the aftershow party hosted by the family, all home cooked food provided.

It was worth the wait. The gumbo was amazing, as usual, there were killer deserts, moonshine, what more could you ask for in Oklahoma? It was a great night, and we also were able to stay in town tonight. Unreal. We didn't have to drive.

Day 14, to Houston, TX

We have a day off, but as usual it'll be spent driving. Heading to Houston today. We stopped for a CB breakfast, shocking, I know, and kept on moving. The whole thing was pretty painless. The only thing of note was that at various times during the drive, all the warning lights on the dash started randomly flashing and going off. That's it, we're done with the RV, game over. It's another 2008 and it's already screwed up. I spent the rest of the drive crunching numbers and making calls to ditch the death trap in Houston.

Other than that, the drive was ok, though we did end up getting in pretty late, the hotel did mess up our rooms, it was hard to find parking for the RV, but whatever. We're in the same hotel 2 nights in a row. Minor details.

So we settled in and I tried to go out and get beer only to find out that you can't buy booze at night in Houston. There were no bars nearby, and the RV was dry. Oh well. Just sucks cause sometimes you just really want a beer, but it wasn't going to happen. So I ordered pizza.

While I was waiting for delivery, things got interesting, just because there hasn't been enough going on the last few days... at 1am the fire alarm started going off in the hotel. Not fun. And it was loud, painful, annoying, etc... Everyone was a little hesitant to go out, thinking it was a kid messing around, but apparently it was real, and a few minutes later we were standing outside with a couple hundred of our closest friends for the night. And somehow in all of this, the delivery person still found me in the crowd to drop off my pizza. Awesome. So I sat outside and ate, a couple others had orders too, and one even had a bottle of wine, so at least I got some of that.

Sometime around 2:30am we went back inside and crashed. At least we don't have to get up in the morning...

Day 15, Houston, TX

Somehow, straight from the Dept. of Miracles, the RV company agreed to let us ditch the RV in Houston. It took a lot of work, convincing, etc... but they let us do it. I booked some flights, arranged gear transport with the KoL guys, rented a van and we started celebrating.

We just had to make it through the show first, at the Verizon Wireless Amphiteatre, which was some weird industrial style arena without any seats. Interesting, but cool I guess...

There was a bit of an aftershow party tonight. It's so rare that all the bands and crew can stick around after a show, so we took advantage of it. We went to a pool hall in the same complex as the venue and ended up shutting the place down. We were there for a couple hours, but the service was so bad we really only ended up with one or two drinks each. Whatever. We didn't have to drive tonight.

Day 16, to Dallas

Today the RV dies. We're done. We have all sworn an oath to never travel in an RV again. Ever. Period.

Three of us got up early to take care of the task at hand. I got dropped off at the airport to pick up the rental van and then we went out to the RV drop site where we silently hope the damn thing explodes and burns in hell for eternity.

What a difference a van makes. It was smooth, quiet, clean, comfortable. Everything an RV is not. With great joy we started driving, even stopped for a killer coffee at Caroline's, and hit the highway. There was a slight delay today as a truck somehow wedged itself under a bridge and caused a massive traffic jam, but we made it to the Pavillion in Dallas and all was good.

We had a pretty good show again tonight, highlights include the KoL crew somehow fusing our roadcases together and we weren't able to open them. Turned out to be a Top 5 All-Time road trick that I can't disclose as I plan to make good use of it in the future. I will not compromise my efforts for the sake of blogging.

We were able to stick around after the show again tonight, and the catering room turned in to a games room with a shuffleboard table an air hockey game and a beer tub. Classic. We hung out for a while, even drove one of the Scientists back to his hotel, and headed for our luxury hotel.

Another thing about the whole RV saga is that it coincided perfectly with a press op for the band that involved us staying in Dallas for an extra day and having to get to Chicago a day early to film a commercial. It all came together perfectly. So, we had to book some hotels for Dallas and Chicago (we were not going to stay in either city), and we had a budget. Westins and InterContinentals, here we come...

Day 17, to Chicago

Today is but a flight day. Incredible. Because of the events I previously mentioned, we were able to ditch a 2 day, 18 hour drive and fly to Chicago. I'm so happy right now.

This also means that we have a night off in Chicago, where I sort of lived for 2 years and have places I really want to revisit and hang out at. We ended up spending the afternoon at the Intelligentsia Cafe (my favourite espresso ever), going to my favourite hot dog joint, and eventually ending up at the Rock Bottom Bar and Grill for some wings and in-house brewed beers. Amazing. Finally a day off in a great city that kicks ass. We really needed this one...

Day 18, Chicago

Today is the last day of the KoL tour. We started off by walking back to the Intelligentsia cafe and having a (few) coffees and a bite to eat. We really took our time on this one and slowly made our way to the venue.

We had a new van and trailer today too, which was good and bad depending on your point of view. It means we get our gear back, which is probably good considering we have to drive to Canada after the show to start the Sam Roberts tour, but the van they sent us doesn't have any windows! It's a cargo van with seats in it! It's dark! Not much we can do from Chicago though, so whatever. We'll just have to deal.

The show tonight is at the Aragon, another classic ballroom style venue. The inside was made up like a medieval castle, with turrets, faux-brick, drawbridge entrance, etc.. Over the top. There were even stars on the ceiling. Anyways, it was bittersweet. A great show, on Hallowe'en (the guys all painted their faces white in reminiscence of Bob Dylan), but we did have to say all our goodbyes afterwards. It won't be the last tour with the KoL folk though; they've asked us to go to Australia with them in the spring, so we can already start looking forward to that.

The longest part of the night still remained, however. We have to drive 7 hours to London, ON, after the show, and who knows what can happen at the border. Turned out to be sort of painless. We got through with only slight delays to get all our gear cleared, to prove it did come from Canada, and I think it was about 3am by the time we got to the hotel. At least the drive tomorrow is only a couple hours to Hamilton, so we can sleep til noon or so.