8/20/2000 (Sunday)

Deaner's Tour Diary

I think this was the one at a racetrack, they all sorta blend together. The festival experience kinda blows, and after 3 days we had seen enough. Little porta-johns, lousy food, muddy fields, no soundcheck, shitty music on 4 or 5 stages simultaneously, nothin to do but drink yourself into a coma. I wouldn't care if we ever played these shits again. Unfortunately, this night marked the birth of a really brown situation. While driving from this festival to Berlin, the 12 cd changer in our tourbus broke while loaded with our discs. Our bus was a British made piece of crap, which deserved to be burned to the ground. Claude, in a an alcohol induced moment of clarity, decided that he was getting the discs back at any cost. so with the help of his swiss army knife, he dismantled the stereo, leaving a pile of broken plastic and simulated walnut grain vinyl on the floor of the bus. Our bus driver (who shall remain nameless) took this a little too personally. This kinda thing happens a lot on tour and is usually resolved by the band paying for whatever damage they've done. Not this time though, as you will see by reading on.