Well I am home from the two month treck accross the united states with only a week break in between it all. I have survived and feel quite exhausted but incredibly much more informed and experienced in all things "music world." And I can say that after it all....I still want to be a musician! I know that no matter how hard this business is I want to give it all i've got. Now, on to other topics...The blogging has not gone as I thought it would. There is absolutely no time to update the thing on the road and when i tried to go back and remember everything that happened it was overwhelming! Though I can remember in great detail all the goings on of the tour, I will just give a few highlights. I think thats a better way to go about this. Just give you all a taste of the road. :)
I left off after the D.C. show I do believe.
Next came NYC. We payed...drumroll...a total of $25 dollars in tolls to get into New York City. Now is that not highway robbery...literally?? I was shocked. We had no expected to pay that much in tolls. But once we got in there, I realized to my surprise that I love New York! We had a great hostess whom we met in Atlanta, Kelly Swindell, bless her heart she let us crash in her place for a week and came to all of our shows and basically was our biggest fan. We are proud to proclaim that we did not get any of our musical equipment stolen while in NYC nor did we get a parking ticket. A grand feat, in my humble opinion. I got to see all the sights of the city that didn't cost anything, walking til my feet were numb. I street performed in Washington Square under that arch that I kept calling the Arche de Triomphe. I played 5 shows all of which went fairly well save one which was played in a rock venue (newsflash..we are a folk band. the crowd didn't dig it. but that was the booking person's fault not ours. they should have known better than to book us there. the end). Nothing to crazy happened in NYC besides crazy heat. About 92 degrees and humid as heck. Oh. one more highlight...the day we left I lock the keys in the appartment just as we were leaving. Andrew kicked a garbage can into the street in frustration and then we had to drive 45 minutes into the city to go retrieve a key from our hostess. Then all the way back to unlock the door to get the rest of our stuff. It was not fun to be me that morning. But we got over it and laughed about it later.
Vermont. A lovely state. We played our best show here at the Radio Bean. I got to hang out with old friends that I met in France. One of which, Francesca, invited us after the show to hang out for a day at the hippie commune where she grew up called Quarry Hill. This was a magical little place in the middle of no where in Vermont where I floated in a pond and talked with hippie people and ate all things vegetarian. It was a really funny couple of days. Everyone was great fans of our though and got our CD :)
More to come....its funny that I am still updating from August. But I can't just skip the middle and go to the end. I couldnt live with myself. Stay tuned.
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