søndag 23. september 2012

The fifteenth day // Portland-San Francisco



A hundred ways of sleeping in a van: #3
As soon as we had loaded the van after the show, we left for a non-stop drive to San Francisco. Well, non-stop is not entirely accurate as we have to stop every now and then to either get some food or to use the restrooms. And every time we stop, no matter if we just stopped 15 minutes ago, everyone in the van goes out and into the gas station or restaurant to buy something. If you add together all those stops, we are probably talking 24 hours of just hanging out at truck stops and other places like that. Usually we create a line in front of the restrooms, and you do not wanna be in the back of that line! Another reason for the many stops, though, is that you need to get out of the van in order to fart, cause you never know if that fart is something slightly more solid in disguise :-0 (Touring does that to you)

I woke up when the sun was pretty high, and so I got to take in some of the scenic view en route San Francisco. And we made a couple of stops once we entered California; first we made a stop in Hornbrook, then Yreka before we made a third stop in Cottonwood. I also had to update the blog, and after doing that, my eyes we so dry and heavy it was time for some more sleep. Therefore I missed the drive into San Francisco - unfortunately - cause that is something you would not want to miss.

Horseplay!

Cottonwood, CA
Cottonwood, CA

Woke up outside the DNA Lounge and it was pretty cold outside. It is bizarre how the temperatures were in the 90s just a couple of hours outside SF, and then it was about 60 to 65 in the City. Right outside our van there was a funky bike, and under that a heroin needle. During that night we saw several. Nice, San Francisco! Had a pizza by the venue as always and then installed ourselves upstairs at the backstage. After soundcheck and after meeting up with the VIPs, Andy, Layna and I took off to a sushi restaurant together with Dave Heckman from Metropolis Records and had a fucking awesome sushi feast. We have pretty good sushi in Norway, but this sushi was the shit! And the menu selections are way more varied than in Norway. Sushi, beer and sake - good times!

Icon of Coil hadn't played at the DNA Lounge since 2001, and we still remember that show as being a great show. This year's show was definitely as good as the one we had 11 years ago. Thank you so much once again San Francisco! You were awesome!

We had booked a hotel approximately 80 miles south of SF in order to reduce the time on the road to LA the next day, and on our way out there we stopped at a gas station, and of all gas stations we of course picked one in the middle of the ghetto. As I went up to the counter to get pork rinds (wtf!?) - wait, it was more like a bullet proof box - this dude came up to me and just randomly asked for chewing gum! What!?! Do you really go up to complete strangers asking for chewing gum? Of course you don't unless you're a nitwit, or has some other business in mind. I guess this guy had some ulterior motives, cause when I gave him a piece of gum (yes, I did!), he started ranting. I couldn't understand a damn word he was saying, nor did I really care. "Whatever bro!"


Tyler @ production office - DNA Lounge
Christian and local FOH
2/3 Savi0r + 1 = fun

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