Thursday, March 26, 2009

A WHOLE NEW WORLD

So I've had my first Californian Home Depot experience. One I will never forget and yet we never got out of our supped up/gas guzzlin' mini-van "upgrade":




(I believe the car rental place is owned by exxon).

Now I'm used to rolling up to my Home Depot, loading up a cart full of mulch, maybe wasting some time and money in the tool department and leaving wondering why I couldn't find one person to help me load all that shit into the back of my truck. Home Depot Hollywood is a totally different beast. A block before we even hit the entrance, the sidewalk was lined with Mexicans gesturing at all trucks that passed by. There was even security at the parking to attempt to deal with the situation????

Now unlike my co-worker I didn't feel the best solution for this problem was to put up an INS station at the Depot - Lou Dobbs has not brainwashed me yet - however I am ashamed to say I was glad we decided to go to a different one the next day and while I did not roll my window up (too hot for this East Coast girl) I did appear to fake a neck injury that mad it impossible to move me head from side to side.

I wish my grandfather could see LA these days. I've been here five days and covered a lot of ground. Every roadside crew, every chambermaid, every person breaking a sweat couldn't be mistaken for a very tan caucasian. Not to preach, but I think california would crumble into the Pacific faster than even Bill Hicks predicted if some americans had it their way. Not that I'd really shed a tear, so far I've had muggy weather in March, many hours sitting in traffic and been told that tomorrow a film shoot start outside my hotel room... LA LA LAND INDEED.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

BACK ON TOUR AGAIN, WAIT NO PRE PRODUCTION SORRY

Yes I made it to LA LA land. Too tired to write the first night - flew in and went straight to the bands rehearsal studio to prep gear. Too busy peeling old electrical tape off XLR cables last night; and yes I did wake up this morning with my cable tester imprinted on my cheek. No wonder I didn't sleep well.

Had an incredibly hectic day today, turned out the band wanted to start rehearsing tonight when we were thinking tomorrow. A mad rush to at least get thing set up to working order. Got to meet the new drummer. Surprisingly down to earth so far considering his drum tech who's been with us since Saturday gave I different impression. Suffice to say he was taking pictures of the hotel room to show him what it looked liked and he'd been complaining and pointing out the Mariott he'd stayed in. I'm sorry, but to me at a hotel a bed is a bed as long as there is running water and your wake up call isn't some one breaking in.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Yes I know this blog is absurd as it is being written on a macbook, but that's me

Ah my new obsession. I only have 10 days till I'm back on the road and the minutes are ticking down. How many albums can I get onto my ipod before doomsday comes? Screw getting my taxes done - you never know when you'll want to break out Kraftwerk or Brazilian football drumming on the bus...

And it's like a never ending league chart - alternative/punk is ahead, rock has got the heart and never underestimate the underdog r&b (my stax records collection has yet to be added). Sorry world music, you're women's lacrosse.

And, yes dad, I did buy an ipod. I feel like I should hang my head in shame. Even my overly attentive Best Buy nametag was wondering why I looked like I wanted to strangle the demo. Oh well even the mighty must fall and I could do it in much worse, but spectacular ways.

Monday, March 2, 2009

A WORD TO THE WISE

NEVER EVER EVER ACCEPT A HOUSE SHOW THE DAY AFTER YOU GET BACK FROM TOUR.

NOT ONLY DO YOU WALK AROUND IN CIRCLES TALKING TO YOURSELF MORE THAN USUAL (YES THERE HAVE BEEN MANY A SCARED PEOPLE TO REALISE THERE WAS NO BLUE TOOTH GOING ON) YOU RUN THE RISK OF RIPPING YOUR FRIEND'S TOILET PAPER HOLDER OFF THE DOOR THINKING IT'S THE DOOR HANDLE.

AHHHHHH SLEEP DEPRIVATION....