Dear tour diary,
I write from the Catskill mountains in the living room of our new friend Dan. The last four days we’ve been precariously driving up and down dirt roads through the mountains, playing music, making friends, and taking in the beautiful Empire State scenery. And arguing about Tom Cruise, of course.
We kicked off our tour with 3 great shows in Ohio, and then headed to Colgate University in Hamilton, NY. The drive in was rural and mountainous and we began wondering if our friends in the band Rabbit In The Rye were just pulling our leg and maybe we were going to end up at a dead end dirt road in the middle of nowhere. Finally we say the lights of a football field and ended up playing a really fun show in the college pub. Brendan and Alex from RITR put us up for the next three nights at the beautiful old farmhouse where they live with a cat named Garbage and 3 chickens. All three bands packed up and went to Rochester the next day, where we played in a bar that previously housed a brothel. From the looks of the scenery driving through town I think we probably played the sweetest spot in Rochester. We had just as much fun in the old farmhouse as we did on the road, where a few good natured tour tiffs began, and I quote “you just told me there’s an alien god who did this this and this, but you don’t believe in TOM CRUISE!?” Our drummers, Zachary and Sean, act like brothers in the single digits.
After leaving the farmhouse with a pancake sendoff from our new buddies in Hamilton, we decided to spend our day off in Cooperstown, NY. But before we got there our GPS tried to kill us. Much like Colgate University, Cooperstown is in the middle of the mountains and is accessible via rural roads up the mountains or highways that wind around the mountains adding miles along the way. Our GPS decided to take us on the shortest route, which was both scenic and terrifying. Maybe we should name it HAL. Keep in mind that 7 of us are packed to the gills in a minivan pulling a packed to the gills trailer. Jimmy did an excellent job of navigating the mountains with the poor van working overtime, and we made it in all of our collective pieces to the birthplace of baseball. Some of the dudes went to the hall of fame while I wandered around with Jon, Jimmy, and Zak Attack. New York is a beautiful state.
One week down, three to go. I love traveling with this crew. This incarnation of the LKBand, Jon and Zachary, is really top notch and it’s a lot of fun to play with them every night and then get rock and rolled by The Dead Records. Hopefully we’ll be rolling your way soon.