Paris, France 4/11/12
Yup. And he was crowd surfing…
Tilburg, Netherlands (Roadburn Festival) 4/12/12
Check this shit out:
Torhout, Belgium 4/13/12
Right outside the door to the club was a six-by-six enclosed sort of corral with this sign in the middle:
Marbehaben, Belgium 4/14/12
I should have been tipped off when before we loaded in there was puke splatter and a roach in the bathroom sink.
We’re talking, what appeared to be teenage kids, with their parents, barfing in the hallways:
Southampton, UK 4/15/12
I’m not sure if you guys out there have ever noticed but the boys wear the same clothes on stage every night. This high side of this is it cuts laundry in about half. The shit-covered side of the coin is that they carry around these sweat-drenched rags from show to show hoping they dry out overnight or they kind find a heater to dry them on:
Manchester, UK 4/16/12
Let’s play a little game called The Sleepy Time Championships with Aaron, Igor, Bryan and Athon:
Athon opens by cramming himself into a chair:
Wrexham, UK 4/17/12
Wrexham? It damn near killed ‘em.
London, UK 4/18/12
After the show we made some new friends:
Nijmegen, Netherlands 4/19/12
Leeuwarden, Netherlands 4/20/12
But instead when I think of Leeuwarden this will be forever burnt in my brain:
Yeah, try forgetting that.
It kind of makes me want to rip my eyeballs out and punch them for letting this image get into my brain.
Berlin, Germany (Desertfest) 4/21/12
By this point in the tour John’s hands were doing their best impression of a pepperoni pizza:
Which made him found new ways to take care of his daily needs:
Athens, Greece 4/22/12
It wasn’t a total wash; we got to soak in a couple of the sites during the day. Made the hike up to the Acropolis:
Saw some local artists working on their craft:
After the show I met what is most likely the only person in Greece that reads the blog:
Helsinki, Finland 4/24/12
Lots of people ask if we have picked up any of the languages on our travels. The truth is weare usually in one spot just long enough to learn the survival basics such as: “One beer please,” and “Where is the hospital?,” but we have spent a pretty good amount of time in Germany on the last few tours and have figured out the basics.
Everyone in the US knows that when speaking to a Spanish speaker all you do is add “O” to the end of every word and speak louder, German is not that simple. There is no less than three ways to speak the native tongue of Deutschland.
1) Respond to whatever people say to you by saying “Scheisse” in whatever inflection you think appropriate.
2) Take the English noun and verb that best describes what you are trying to do, add “en” to the end of each word, and then cram them together. For example if you are trying to find the bathroom you would simply walk up to someone and say “Poopen-splashen?”
3) Ask them if they speak English. They all do, and usually better than us.
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