Not too shabby a bus. Lucked out for once, still might want to tell us your bus etiquette, you know the ones about falling asleep out side your bunk etc.
The last day before a tour starts is always spend running around doing all the little last minute things that have been forgotten about or just plain put off. Buying strings, batteries, gaffer tape, that sort of thing. Today has been that day.
The most important last day thing that needs done is a trip to the supermarket to stock up the bus before you leave. This is usually the fun bit. 7 scruffy looking metal heads wandering round Sainsbury's in Oxford on a Saturday afternoon, loading up a trolley with beer and choccie biscuits.
We eventually got everything done around 10pm and headed for the bus to load up. I know I said in the prologue that bus life isn't that great, but I have to say we've scored this time. The bus we were supposed to get broke down on Friday and there wasn't time to get it repaired, so the bus company had to sub-hire in another bus for us, and it's REALLY nice. With only 8 bunks instead of 12, there's quite a lot of space inside. We've got 3 small seperate lounges, each with TVs and DVD players, and even little screens in the bunks for watching porn soppy movies that make us miss our loved ones.
First night on the bus goes as it always does, everyone gets drunk. It's sort of a necessity to get used to sleeping on the bus. It's a strange feeling to be rocked gently to sleep by the movement of the bus, actually quite comforting, but the first night is usually a transition night from your own bed so a little relaxant helps.
Pic: Back lounge of the bus.
We're just about to soundcheck for the first gig tonight, so I'll leave this here for now. Might get a chance to do more later....
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Last edited by triggerhappy; 13th August 2009 at 3:58pm.
"I'm looking for freaks to burn out stars with, searching for misfits to get lost with."
Not too shabby a bus. Lucked out for once, still might want to tell us your bus etiquette, you know the ones about falling asleep out side your bunk etc.
How I wish i was a fly on the wall.........
I don't love you anymore. Goodbye - Alice Ayers
Well, every band has there own bus rules, but there are two rules that stand on any bus.
1 - No shitting in the toilet! Fluids Only. It smells enough already....
2 - If you make it into your bunk you're safe, if you fall asleep anywhere else, you're fair game for anything. That usually means being attacked with a marker pen, but I've seen people burried in rubbish, and even one person given a coleslaw tupee'.
Al
"I'm looking for freaks to burn out stars with, searching for misfits to get lost with."
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