<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317</id><updated>2011-11-18T14:12:45.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Road</title><subtitle type='html'>Tour</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-6820721619220842465</id><published>2011-11-15T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T19:23:07.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonah Livingston of Ramming Speed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlI6guFLDIE/TsMqo1rXwEI/AAAAAAAAASI/mhmzOAZwRjE/s1600/128855123044440527.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlI6guFLDIE/TsMqo1rXwEI/AAAAAAAAASI/mhmzOAZwRjE/s320/128855123044440527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675426836509081666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tdbrecords.com/rammingspeed/"&gt;Ramming Speed &lt;/a&gt;make up their own rules and follows nobody else's. These boys will play harder and party harder than most things breathing. Here are some words I had with Jonah awhile back. He gently reminded me that we did this, so here ya go. Oh checkout this video of them too. . . . &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NmBwTFQXtv4"&gt;Video&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(34, 34, 34);   font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) When you think of tour what are the first three things that you hope to accomplish on such a journey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- New experiences - seeing a beautiful landscape I've never seen, hearing a great new band, eating an incredible meal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Making new tour friends and getting to catch up with old ones. Some of the best dudes I've ever hung out with have been through totally random show experiences in places I never thought I'd go. I have friends in Reykjavik, Boise and Berlin that I would drop anything to help out. Most of them we are lucky to see even once a year, but they are a huge part of why the road is so important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Playing as hard as possible, as often as possible, in front of large and receptive crowds. This might sound obvious, but at the end of the day this is why we're here and it's important to stay focused. Even though it's&lt;br /&gt;only 30 minutes out of every 24 hours, your set is your time to prove yourself. One excited and attentive crowd can make up for so many hours on the road, aching bones and restless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I've heard tales of biker bars, kidnapping, insatiable ragging on your magical trips, give us some insight on what the party is like in the Ramming Speed hot wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally everyone in the band parties like complete morons for the first two weeks of every tour. Pete is often found naked on rooftops, sleep is rare and god is cursed at every opportunity. After that we settle into the swing of things and only half the band will look like a pile of shit every morning. I never saw myself cramming chips into my pockets next to a Reno blackjack table at 6 in the morning with a kid named Lunchbox, or handcuffed at gun point by a roadblock on the side of I-5 in California, but it's all part of the adventure. You get in the van and you see where&lt;br /&gt;you end up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What was one of the best and worst show experiences you have had while on the road, for worst I'm not looking for someone canceled the day of, I'm looking for complete disaster. It's always easier to remember the worst shows than the great ones, so pick your fav. and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's worth noting that every band thinks they have the worst luck on the road. The reality is that it's tough on anyone trying to DIY it on the lone highway. We all deal with sketchy promoters, van problems, and German secret police...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, my bands really do have the worst luck, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not the worst show I've ever played, but the most depressing was in Yuma, Arizona. Yuma is basically a dry butthole in the middle of the desert occupied only by an Army base and a bunch of strip malls. The show was outdoors, it was 5,000 degrees and of the 10 or 15 bored youth that decided to give the gig a chance, 3 or 4 of them were chubby teenage girls. The only other band on the show spent the majority of their set sending shout outs to "all the fat bitches in the crowd" and talking about how much they love fucking "big chicks" and how they were psyched to hang with all the ladies after the gig etc etc.. The girls spent their share of the 45 minutes nervously glancing at each other, staring at the ground, and trying to not appear horrified. The band were all older bigger dudes themselves, which I guess is the irony of it all. If my memory serves me I'm fairly sure there were also sprinklings of homophobia and racism in the singer's lovely diatribes. It was so uncomfortable I wanted to die and obviously most of the kids left before we even set up. We played to a couple of cactus's and the stench of teenage depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I think there were some amp problems. Of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off the top of my head I have two favorite shows. One was in Leipzig Germany and the bill from top to bottom was Misery Index, Government Warning, Wasted Time, Inepsy, Ramming Speed. It was at Zoro, one of the best venues/punk squats in the world. They made the most incredible vegan feast, gave us all we could drink, and after the show, hosted an 80's dance party till the sun came up. I may or may not have put my balls near an Inepsy member's forehead before passing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one was Fluff Fest in Czech Republic and the crowd was the best I've ever experienced. We were one of the only metal bands on what is largely a straight edge hardcore festival. When we played at 3 or 4 in the afternoon there were probably 2,000 people watching, half of which circle pitting and stage diving non stop. I've never been so shocked and felt so welcome in a (literally and figuratively) foreign place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdest show ever goes to Fusion Fest in Germany, a techno festival with 70,000 people that we ended up playing last summer. I saw astronauts with flame throwers, saw a demon jump from the canopy of the laser forest and met rasta Jesus on the highest ground I could find at sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What's more important on the road clean underwear or clean socks? and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go with underwear. Most of us only bring two pairs of pants on tour and I'd rather put off the inevitable butt stench as long as possible. Feet pretty much smell like feet no matter what you do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Preference, overnight drive or wake up early drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dudes don't let me drive much because I always try and read comics or make sandwiches behind the wheel. As far as the backseat goes I'm more into early drives. It feels like time traveling if you black out at 5 or 6am and wake up in a new state!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-6820721619220842465?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/6820721619220842465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2011/11/jonah-livingston-of-ramming-speed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6820721619220842465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6820721619220842465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2011/11/jonah-livingston-of-ramming-speed.html' title='Jonah Livingston of Ramming Speed'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlI6guFLDIE/TsMqo1rXwEI/AAAAAAAAASI/mhmzOAZwRjE/s72-c/128855123044440527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-2874928284071261410</id><published>2011-04-26T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T09:59:39.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eric Bifaro from Plates, I Object, Brown Sugar, and Feral Kid Records</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzlIdnrdof0/TbbzKQpzPRI/AAAAAAAAANM/PtmN0PTFrmA/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzlIdnrdof0/TbbzKQpzPRI/AAAAAAAAANM/PtmN0PTFrmA/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599930544276323602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Biff is a true punk through and through. One of he hardest working people with a true generous spirit that few can hope to obtain. He has a way of lighting up a room with his wild story telling abilities. I'm a better person to have befriended such an awesome person. So with that said, checkout his label &lt;a href="http://www.feralkidrecords.com/"&gt;Feral Kid Records&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;1) The ability to tour has become easier for various reasons, what currently separates the whiners and the road dogs on a real level?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;- things have definitely become easier with the insane level of "social networking" available to is in this day and age. Two summers ago I booked a tour for two bands. it was both bands first tour. This was during the height of the "gas crisis" and there were stops where we were paying almost $5/gallon. Believe it or not, this was the easiest tour I ever booked. The high gas rates made it seem less enticing for a bunch of chumps to half-assedly get in a van because they were concerned about losing money. Fewer bands on tour equaled better turn outs for those of us still risking it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;2) Van pride is something at least one person in the van has, whether that has to deal with any repairs themselves or just being responsible for anything of said nature. What gets you really excited about a van to take out on the road? How do you make your home on wheels the best place it can be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;-i am absolutely the "man with the van" in my band(s). theres something about it, i cant describe it, but i love it. my last van i had i ran into the ground. it was getting pretty bad by the end but it got me through every trip i attempted to take it on with very little issues. I kept in on the road and drove it until it wouldnt accelerate over 30mph. we both knew that it was time for it to go but i had a hard time admitting it to myself. I ended up scrapping it and actually stood and watched as it was smashed in front of me. more than one tear was shed. i have a new van now, but it doesnt seem like its going to live up to the old one unfortunately.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;3)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;What was your idea of tour like before you actually started touring? and do you think you are still surprised after all these years getting in the van?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;-the first tour i ever went on was easily the worst tour i have ever been on to date. it was very emotionally and monetarily draining, full US tour in 40 days, and i was just along for the ride, not even playing. the trip ended up turning into some sort of version of SURVIVOR. members of the band dropped off the tour, people were attempting to fill in on instruments that were not their main instrument. it was a disaster. to top it all off, we had countless van issues. our van was leaking 4 quarts of oil every 60 miles. we had to stop to refill oil more frequently than gasoline. after this tour finished, a band i was in had already had plans of doing our first tour and i was terrified by the thought of it. We ended up going on it and it was wonderful, no issues whatsoever. I think all in all it was good that I had a tour that was a non-stop disaster to start off my touring life. nowadays no matter what is thrown at me I feel like I'll be able to take it in stride.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;4)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;What keeps you from giving up the road life? Why do you think it's so enticing for so many of us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;-There are few things in this life that we as individuals have full control over. Hitting the road and playing our crummy juvenile style of music for people is one of the few things that is fully ours. I don't get to tour nearly as much as I once did, but I still look forward to any opportunity that I get to do such things. There's truly nothing like it. Piling in a crummy van with your good friends and barreling down the highway towards your destination. The amount of incredible friends and great bands I've met while doing this for the past ten years is enough to keep me always going back for more. Touring for me now is a great excuse to visit friends from different cities, most of whom i never would have met were it not for such a thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;5)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;What is your sleep situation on tour? Sleeping bag? Sleeping mat? Blow up Mattress? Pillow? I've heard some wild stories of people never bringing any sleep gear on tour, we all tend to lose everything we own at someone's house eventually, but should that stop us from some sort of comfort? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;-Traveling with sleeping supplies is the second most important thing to bring with you on the road (the first being a travel coffee mug, think about it, $1 coffee refills almost EVERYWHERE, best thing I started bringing on tour). I bring a somewhat bulky sleeping bag with me which is rated down to -10 degrees F. I'm usually the van sleeper, gotta guard that gear, but if we're parked in a decent neighborhood and everyone is feeling good about it, I'm a sleeping bag on the ground kinda guy. When I am in charge of guarding the van and the weather is permitting it, I like to climb up on top of the van and lay out my sleeping bag on the roof of it. This is especially helpful when you're in the middle of a long drive and need to sleep at a rest stop with everyone in the van. Theres something about laying on top of your van while taking a break during a long drive, staring at the stars until you pass out that is making me miss life on the road right now.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-2874928284071261410?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/2874928284071261410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2011/04/eric-bifaro-from-plates-i-object-brown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/2874928284071261410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/2874928284071261410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2011/04/eric-bifaro-from-plates-i-object-brown.html' title='Eric Bifaro from Plates, I Object, Brown Sugar, and Feral Kid Records'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzlIdnrdof0/TbbzKQpzPRI/AAAAAAAAANM/PtmN0PTFrmA/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-5428571350590163706</id><published>2011-04-05T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T13:25:43.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drew Wilkinson from Run With The Hunted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c1Wt4UhjqqQ/TZt6fNIWhtI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7FDm_9VZP3g/s1600/24700_386224293585_511938585_3766713_4060836_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c1Wt4UhjqqQ/TZt6fNIWhtI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7FDm_9VZP3g/s320/24700_386224293585_511938585_3766713_4060836_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592198038829827794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sometimes things just fall through the cracks unfortunately, this blog kind of did that. Not because I wanted it to, I jut got side tracked with a bunch of other things and I haven't been on tour as much or hardly so it hasn't been a staple thought in my head. I have sent out some interviews though and this is one that I got back and just fell by the way side after I received. For no particular reason, I just didn't update the blog. Bummer I know. All of my loyal readers. I have fun with the questions and I think it's an interesting take on life on the road, so that's why I keep at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;With that said, This is an update from Drew, he handles vocal duties for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runwiththehunted.net/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Run With The Hunted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. They put out a record last year on Panic records. You should go check it out. I met Drew on tour when we got to play with RWTH in Arizona, very nice fellow and we instantly started trading back emails about various nerd type things, comics, fantasy/sci fi, and of course the every lasting conversation of how do you not lose your voice on tour. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1)How do you keep your sanity on tour? Do you find time for yourself or do you cope by just being around people? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Careful planning and preparation haha. As long as I get a solid 8 hours of sleep every night and eat adequately I can handle any tour. When I book our tours, I purposely route them to have the shortest drives possible so we can all stay rested and not get sick. Alone time is crucial as well and I try to make time for myself when I can. One person usually sleeps alone in the van; it’s kind of like having your own personal apartment for a night. I find that reading helps a lot too because for the few hours a day I can do it, it allows me to escape the reality of the tour – I’m stuck in a metal box on wheels for weeks or months at a time away from most of the people and things I love. Immersing myself in a good book is a nice break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2) Has there ever been a situation when you've been on tour and you question why your even involved with what you surround yourself with? How do you deal with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Those moments do happen every once in a while. Usually they are the low points of tour when things are continuously going wrong and morale is low. Those moments are important in their own ways though, they really test your conviction and intentions. They bring everything into focus and purify the experience by boiling it down to its simplest elements. There have been times when I feel like the hardcore community has moved so far away from what it was (and what I would like it to be) that I feel disheartened and frustrated. I meet plenty of apathetic and ignorant kids at shows on the road. I guess I deal with it by doing my best to inform and inspire kids like that to look beyond the surface of things and try to extract a deeper sense of what’s going on in the world. I want to give people a different perspective and get them to question their own beliefs and create their own sense of reality instead of relying on other people to do it for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3) Tour magic, explain it's wonders and amazing results, or just one result. What I mean by magic is something happening that you weren't expecting, like someone getting you on a last minute show or showing up at a place to stay and someone made you food, or someone did something extraordinary for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We’ve been really fortunate as a band in this sense; more people than I ever would have imagined have taken us into their homes (as complete strangers), cooked us food, and just gone above and beyond to make us feel welcome in places that couldn’t be farther from home. We had a really bad show in Bremerton, WA last summer and we were on tour with a band from Sweden called Anchor, so money was tight. Our friend Brian put us up at his house and made us shit tons of amazing food the night before and then the show just tanked. I was starting to get sick and morale was really low, I think we got like $20 between the two bands. After the show, Brian just walked up to me in the van and handed me an envelope with some money in it and just said “Take this.” I protested and protested but he wouldn’t take no for an answer. It brought me to tears that someone would be willing to give us their hard earned money to help us chase our dream; that kind of thing just doesn’t happen every day you know? There have been a lot of people who have done extraordinary things for us on the road and we’re eternally grateful to all of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;4) Do you see yourself touring five years down the road? Why or why not? Do you think touring is an essential part of being in a band? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Honestly no, I don’t see myself touring in five years, at least not full time. There are other things I want to do with my life most of which can’t start until the band ends. Right now I love touring and it makes sense for what I’m trying to do but I don’t know if that will be the same in five years. Who knows though, I guess it really depends on what happens with the band. If the opportunities are there, why not? Most of that is out of my control though. I think for certain genres of music touring is essential; punk and hardcore is definitely one of them. But I never want to be that band who keeps putting out music and touring long after their prime; I don’t want to outwear our welcome and beat a dead horse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;5) Do you ever stumble across things while on the road and try to implement them into your own life and or try to bring those great aspects back home with you and spread it around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Occasionally yah. We meet and stay with a lot of really creative and progressive people and often times, they inspire us take some of their ideas home with us. We’ve stayed in some really awesome collectives and squats and that lifestyle is really interesting to me. Anchor loved to play Frisbee and now we never go on tour without one. As a vegan, I get to try a lot of new and interesting food on the road too, and I definitely implement new recipes into my life after tour. Some of the promoters and venues we play in are really inspirational too; oftentimes they exist completely outside of the control of any single person or corporation. The most inspiring thing about punk and hardcore to me is that it is (still) a community of young people who are creating and controlling something themselves. The goal isn’t profit or making a smart move for your future - it’s based purely on passion, on doing something you love for the simple fact that you love it. People who take that kind of control of their lives and make things happen for themselves really inspire me, and I try to take that attitude home and implement into my own life. DIY is a lifestyle - not just a way to book shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-5428571350590163706?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/5428571350590163706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2011/04/drew-wilkinson-from-run-with-hunted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/5428571350590163706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/5428571350590163706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2011/04/drew-wilkinson-from-run-with-hunted.html' title='Drew Wilkinson from Run With The Hunted'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c1Wt4UhjqqQ/TZt6fNIWhtI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7FDm_9VZP3g/s72-c/24700_386224293585_511938585_3766713_4060836_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-5661741314442357350</id><published>2010-07-15T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T16:45:02.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For those who Get It!</title><content type='html'>Tour wrap up of sorts. I will honestly say this was the hardest tour I have ever been apart of on a personal level. I was notified that an old friend of mine committed suicide a week into tour. This just put me inside my own head, I didn't feel like talking much to anyone. I didn't feel like I was able to relate to anyone around me. I felt distant and uncomfortable a lot of the time and I was surrounded by friends, but those friends didn't know this other person that was apart of my life. Everyday on tour was a reminder, this person was someone I started going to shows with, someone that I went to high school with, someone that I skateboarded with, someone I defended and someone who defended me. These were the thing's I was processing while I was rereading the same sentence in over and over again on our drives or when I was driving in silence. I realize death is a part of life and we are selfish being's and can never truly understand what the person was thinking when they commit an act like suicide. Everyone has their own breaking point and we all have breaking point's and reach places that no one else knows about. After the last tour and what happened, what kept me somewhat sane, was the fact that it was almost over, this time it was the beginning. I can be a hard person to be around when something is raging inside my head, I don't communicate well and I don't socialize well when I have a lot going on. I like my space, I like being able to figure thing's out and I like being around people who have some sort of attachment to people when something happens like this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well besides all that we got to play some really amazing shows on this tour. Ann Arbor, MI was by far one of the best show's we have ever played as a band. It was a great feeling. Rapid City, SD was also another really great show and some great people, plus we drove through the tail end of a tornado and saw Mt. Rushmore and the Crazy Horse monument. Rainfest weekend was a bit much for all of us, but our set was great and we got to see some really great bands and plenty of friends. Rotting Out, Expire, Like Wolves, Black SS, Punch, Dangers, Not Sorry, Another Breath, Power, Backtrack, Sixes were the highlights for me. Bellingham, WA house show was really rad it felt great to play a packed house show. Vancouver,BC always awesome, so many great people and bands from that city Circles, Vacant state are just 2 of the plethora of ragers. Portland, OR has one of my favorite human being's alive living there right now. Aaron is always a smile that I need and I really needed his company on this tour, we had a day off on this tour in Portland and got to hangout with him an extra day, we played lefty/righty and had an awesome home cooked meal. It was a great night with great people. At our show the night before I was blown away by a single act of kindness, it is something that will always be with me from here on out. This is something that is personal and we share ourselves every night. I will not take that for granted and this act made me realize that we have the ability to touch peoples lives and that our music and ideas do mean something after all. When you tour and play show after show sometimes you forget things, and this made it all very clear and I thank you Alison. The rest of the tour is kind of a blur, Rotting Out crew took care of us in the LA area, Reyes family is our home away from home. Thanks for caring about the band if you came out on this tour, we really are thankful that people care about our band. Sometimes we may not outrightly show it, but we care more about creating music and sharing our ideas more than you know. Touring can be hard and a unforgiving beast and we aren't a band to really cover up our feelings, we feel a vibe, we react to it and we create one of our own sometimes, we are emotional creatures. Not every show is going to be awesome, not every show is going to be life changing, and not every show will be terrible. Well will continue being human and saying the wrong things, fucking up, learning, and living what we call life. 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/TCgcp1FfbcI/AAAAAAAAAIk/yEmks9fJsCc/s320/IMG_3740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487667650901274050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/TCgcpAZ5QlI/AAAAAAAAAIc/f357iL2bZ1U/s1600/IMG_3737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/TCgcpAZ5QlI/AAAAAAAAAIc/f357iL2bZ1U/s320/IMG_3737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487667636759773778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-5552661031571888779?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/5552661031571888779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/5552661031571888779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/5552661031571888779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/TCgcq-CCNtI/AAAAAAAAAI8/tr7c7LWrqkI/s72-c/IMG_3749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-6911410367312393736</id><published>2010-05-18T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:30:48.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Control hitting the Road 5/19 -6/23</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S_NZ4KTRL5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/9nA7WklSlY8/s1600/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S_NZ4KTRL5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/9nA7WklSlY8/s320/-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472816793558003602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We embark on another journey across the good ol' U.S of A. We get to share the pavement with some wonderful bands along the way, feel free to come out and hang with us. Also I'm speaking for myself, if you can direct me to any local vegan friendly eatery or any cool spots to hang and adventure in please let me know. tour gets boring unless we do some fun shit, and it's up to us to work together to have a great time. So help us/me out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt;&lt;a name="13418013" style="color: rgb(142, 106, 49); text-decoration: underline; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="width: 605px; text-align: left; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; position: relative; "&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="color: white; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;5/19 Rochester, NY @ Flying Squirrel Collective&lt;br /&gt;w/like wolves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/20 Buffalo, NY @ The Argyle&lt;br /&gt;w/like wolves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/21 Ann Arbor, MI @ The Metal Frat (Late Show)&lt;br /&gt;w/like wolves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/22 Chicago, IL @ The Beat Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;w/like wolves, weekend nachos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/23 Waterloo, IA @ Amvets&lt;br /&gt;w/like wolves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/24 Rapid City, SD @ Trea Bingo Hall&lt;br /&gt;w/like wolves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/25 Denver, CO @ Blast-o-Mat&lt;br /&gt;w/like wolves, caulfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/26 Ogden, UT @ The Basement&lt;br /&gt;w/like wolves, caulfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/27 Boise, ID @ Brawl Studio&lt;br /&gt;w/like wolves, caulfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/28-5/30 Tacoma, WA @ Rainfest (we play on Friday night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theb9.com/link/12623093541K2YXgl7yUt7SjjH5FBnkf15" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;www.myspace.com/rainfest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/31 Bellingham, WA @ TBA&lt;br /&gt;w/another breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/1 Vancouver, BC @ La Casa Del Artista&lt;br /&gt;w/another breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/2 Portland, OR @ Satyricon&lt;br /&gt;w/another breath, bane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/4 Redding, CA @ Sue's Java Cafe&lt;br /&gt;w/another breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/5 Reno, NV @ Studio On Fourth&lt;br /&gt;w/another breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/6 Berkeley, CA @ Gilman&lt;br /&gt;w/another breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/7 Fresno, CA @ CYC&lt;br /&gt;w/another breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/8 Canoga Park, CA @ Cobalt Cafe&lt;br /&gt;w/another breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/9 Riverside, CA @ Common Grounds&lt;br /&gt;w/another breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/10 Los Angeles, CA @ McWerld&lt;br /&gt;w/another breath, dangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/11 Tijuana, MX @ Bar 1979&lt;br /&gt;w/another breath, dangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/12 San Diego, CA @ Che Cafe&lt;br /&gt;w/another breath, dangers, thou, ghostlimb, abandon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/13 Mesa, AZ @ The Underground&lt;br /&gt;w/the menzingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/14 Portales, NM @ Echo Chamber&lt;br /&gt;w/the menzingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/15 Oklahoma City, OK @ Gamma Alpha Upsilon&lt;br /&gt;w/the menzingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/16 San Antonio, TX @ The Ten Eleven&lt;br /&gt;w/the menzingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/17 Houston, TX @ The Mink (18+)&lt;br /&gt;w/the menzingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/18 Panama City, FL @ The Rabbit Hole&lt;br /&gt;w/the menzingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/19 Tallahassee, FL @ The Farside&lt;br /&gt;w/o the menzingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/20 Orlando, FL @ Backbooth&lt;br /&gt;w/the menzingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/21 Columbia, SC @ House Of Hardcore&lt;br /&gt;w/the menzingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/22 Richmond, VA @ The Camel&lt;br /&gt;w/the menzingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/23 Philadelphia, PA @ Ava House&lt;br /&gt;w/the menzingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;www.soulcontrolhc.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the support and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-6911410367312393736?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/6911410367312393736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2010/05/soul-control-hitting-road-519-623.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6911410367312393736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6911410367312393736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2010/05/soul-control-hitting-road-519-623.html' title='Soul Control hitting the Road 5/19 -6/23'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S_NZ4KTRL5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/9nA7WklSlY8/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-2089341163427385457</id><published>2010-05-11T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T16:06:14.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaron David Scott, Attica! Attica!, Marathon, De La Hoya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S-nidlara1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Mfnu0kOitOM/s1600/attica_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S-nidlara1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Mfnu0kOitOM/s320/attica_05.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470152220306271058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.8ex; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); padding-left: 1ex; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One of the smartest and genuine people that I have ever come across through punk rock is Aaron David Scott. From one of the first time's that I saw De La Hoya play and he talked about STD's and how he got tested before he left for the current tour he was on, just made me think and open myself up to a lot more than i was at that point in my life. Someone being able to share something like that is amazing to me. I am lucky enough to call Aaron a very dear friend and I was also lucky enough to be able to see many of his great musical endeavors play shows across the country. Do you have one of those friends that you want to stay up all night and talk to until your throat is dry and the sun comes up? Well this is one of those guys for me. In fact I was locked out of my house one evening because Aaron and I were on my porch talking about his next musical project (marathon), when he was out roadying for Nakatomi Plaza. The GF wasn't to happy that we were outside for awhile talking so she locked us out. Oh well. Current &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://atticaattica.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Attica! Attica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;!, ex member of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/marathonarmy"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/delahoyany"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;De La Hoya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.8ex; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); padding-left: 1ex; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.8ex; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); padding-left: 1ex; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1- At what point on a tour have you felt like it was all an illusion or a dream? You wake up and you just feel like you're out of touch with everyone that isn't a part of your group of traveling hobos, can you explain that relationship/feeling at all?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, one of my extended family will come to a show.  Invariably, those are the shows where it seems least evident why I do this, why I build my life around traveling and playing music.  I remember playing in Minneapolis in an artspace to a very, very small number of people.  My aunt and two cousins had come to see us play.  I was 27 at the time, compromising everything in my life for touring, and having a great time.  But it was a mediocre show in the midst of a mediocre week on tour.  I couldn't find the words to explain what the hell I was doing there, and why it was worth it.  Doubt creeps in whenever tour gets a little sour financially or a little weak on shows.  So I get somewhat self-conscious and feel like I have to justify it.  This is compounded by the fact that most of my relatives think that all musicians are trying to become Coldplay, and they have suggestions for how we should go about making connections in the industry.  I've found it nearly impossible to explain to anyone why playing a show in a disgusting basement with lousy sound and sweaty people is the most invigorating thing I've found in life; they just have to witness it.  Unfortunately, I've never been in a band that played great DIY shows every day in every town...it's hit or miss, and the relatives seem to usually show up on the misses.  That night in Minneapolis, a dude from the show let us crash at his house.  We hung out for hours, talking and eating and sharing tour stories and chatting about living in Minnesota.  How is it possible that I felt completely alienated from my relatives, who I really like and I've known for all my life, and in the same day feel automatically connected to and familiar with a complete stranger?  I don't think it's something that can be articulated...you just have to live it.  You have to eat the food that a stranger has cooked for you, wake up in a room you don't recognize, and then do the same thing the next night.  As a result, I have a deep kinship with those who have lived it even before I've met them.  I've given up trying to get everyone else to understand that I don't have a destination in mind.  Traveling and playing music IS the destination.  Every time you see me, I'm already where I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an unrelated note, Rory, a certain ex-roommate of yours peed in his nalgene bottle that night in Minneapolis because he was too lazy to get out of the van to pee.  In the morning, he groggily awoke, predictably thirsty, and...well, the inevitable happened.  It's just one more thing about tour that my relatives can't quite understand, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2- How did it feel to accomplish a bike tour? You rode your bike from Boston, MA to Southern FL. if I'm not mistaken, that must have been truly a test of mind, body, and soul. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a Thomas Edison quote that has stuck with me for years and seems particularly relevant to bike tour:  "If we did all the things we are capable of doing, we would literally astonish ourselves."  A year ago, I did not believe it was possible for me to bike 2,400 miles, nor did I believe it possible to use a bicycle to get from show to show.  It never even occurred to me to bike from Boston to New York City, let alone Boston to Key West.  With the help of my old upstate NY friends, Blake and Job, we did exactly that.  And it was truly astonishing.  The first time I realized that we were doing something significant was at our show in Brooklyn, a week into the tour.  The promoter handed me a big stack of money at the end of the show, and I double-checked to make sure the other touring bands were taken care of.  He replied, "Dude, you rode your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;bikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; here."  From that point on, every time we rode past a picturesque peanut farm or walked on the beach at night, I marveled at the fact that the human body is capable of so much.  We talked to tons of strangers along the way, most of whom said, "Oh, I could never do that."  I think what they meant was, "I don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; to do that."  We spend so much effort creating reasons why we can't do certain things that it obscures the reality that we just don't want to find out how great we can be because the process is scary, challenging, or tedious.  And I'm normally a humble dude, but the experience was so profound that I'm not afraid to say we did a great thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked the elements that we combined with cycling, music, and fundraising.  It was a benefit tour for World Bicycle Relief and we raised enough money for 19 new bikes to send to students and medical caregivers in Zambia.  It also gave us a forum to promote bikes as a more advanced form of transportation in a developing nation, while simultaneously promoting it as a more environmentally sound (not to mention healthier) transportation alternative in the U.S.  We were at one campsite where I witnessed someone drive 50 yards from their site to the bathroom.  That's the kind of culture we encounter at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;campgrounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, let alone on highways.  Most people scoff at the idea that bicycles can be useful for anything other than a weekend ride.  I like to think that we were ambassadors for the idea that much more is possible.  Even some punk kids who bike everywhere in their cities were a bit surprised that we managed to haul a couple acoustic guitars along with all of camping gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were plenty of times, though, when I just wanted it to be done.  I discovered that I love biking 30 miles a day, but unfortunately, we were biking 50-60 a day.  Beyond the first 30, it became work just to keep myself motivated to continue pedaling.  Boredom sets in frequently on a van tour, and I found myself in Georgia wondering why we were still doing it.  When we planned it, there was a certain level of choosing Key West "because it is there," and I was questioning whether that was the best way to plan my first bike trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, however, riding the last day into Key West was immensely satisfying.  Blake and I watched the sunset on the docks, knowing we had gone as far as we could.  The whole point of the bike tour, for me, was to find a new way to tour, and we had certainly done that.  It made me really appreciate our privilege in having easy access to cars and our obligation to try much, much harder to find alternatives to oil consumption as quickly as possible.  Bands are rarely reflective about how much gasoline we burn while touring because we feel that there is no other option.  The Ditch The Van tour certainly disproved that theory, and anyone who says it can't be done isn't interested in really solving the problem of over-consumption.  And in that respect, I think the underlying cause of the tour kept me going through the harder times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3- What is the most re-affirming event that has taken place for you while on the road? Something that made you just sigh and realize this is why I'm still involved with all of this.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you probably know, it becomes more and more important to identify why I'm still involved in touring as I get older.  As my generation slowly recedes from the scene, it becomes more necessary to figure out why I do this since I don't have those affirmations coming automatically from my peers.  Whenever I need that affirmation, I can think back to a show that Marathon played in Vancouver Island, Canada.  We took a ferry out to the island, and the promoter led us to her parents' house where they served all eleven of us dinner.   Two older guys came out of the woods (we later found out that they lived in a shack on the same property) and they hung out and we talked about Canadian-American politics.  Then we went to the show at a small house in a pretty rural area.  It was the quintessential awesome house show, with one notable detail: none of the kids had ever heard of us before.  All of them still danced with an intensity that made the living room floor bend and bounce.  It was at that moment that I understood, with absolute clarity, that touring had brought me to this experience that was so euphoric and so unique that I never would have found it had I not just gotten in the van one day.  Sure, I might've seen that energy at a local show, but I would've been in my own town.  You can't go to work and then play a show the same day in your hometown and then go to sleep in your own bed and get the same experience.  You really have to strand yourself in a place so unfamiliar that your survival would be in question, and then witness the astonishing level of generosity and enthusiasm that the locals provide for you simply because you are a traveler.  The network of people who embrace and support touring musicians truly take care of their own in a way the larger culture does not, and I think back to that show whenever I feel tempted to gravitate towards a more conventional lifestyle.  There are good people everywhere, but rarely do they come in such high concentration as I've found when touring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4- What's your biggest worry when being on tour?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry heavily about dying on the interstate in a van accident.  Last year, I toured briefly with a band who traveled in a gutted cargo van.  There was a bench seat against the side wall, perpendicular to the usual direction of a bench seat.  The rest of the van, apart from the front bucket seats, was just pillows, blankets, and backpacks.  I tend to make a play for the safer seats, so I made my way to the bench seat and started to buckle in.  One of the van owners said, "you could buckle in, but the bench seat isn't attached to anything."  You know it's sketchy when you're considering whether wearing a seat belt is actually the less safe choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying in the van is sometimes my biggest worry, but it comes and goes, depending on how safe a given vehicle seems.  My most consistent worry, regardless of tour, is about my throat health.  When playing in a band, my voice is the only instrumentation I provide.  And when I play solo, my guitar playing isn't interesting enough to carry a show.  If I can't sing well, performing is much less enjoyable to me.  No matter how strong my voice seems at the beginning of tour, I usually come close to losing it after a week of shows.  Then I get a throat cold, which hurts for a few days, then suddenly I can sing well for the rest of the tour.  On one tour with Marathon, the throat cold didn't go away and it hurt to talk, cough, breathe, etc.  We went to a Christian clinic in Memphis where I had to fill out a questionnaire that asked questions like "How old were you when you first had sex?" and "Do you know you're going to heaven?"  Then the doctor talked to me about Madonna for no apparent reason and left me with this thought: "Well, sorry you're stuck in Memphis.  It happened to Elvis, though, so you're in good company."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5- Besides your severe allergy to cats what else would make you want to sleep in the van instead of a someone's homestead? And how do you decline an offer?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't call my allergy to cats "severe" as much as I would call it "extremely sucky."  On one of my first tours, I slept on the floor of a seemingly clean cat house.  I woke up once an hour on the verge of suffocation.  I kept taking my inhaler, which is only meant to be taken every four hours or so.  After that experience, I made sure to seek out pet-free households if possible, and sleep in the van whenever we could only find hosts with pets.  It's my curse on tour.  I'm allergic to cats, dogs, birds, dust, flowers, basically everything that kindly people like to keep in their houses.  Oftentimes, I couldn't stay with my closest friends in town because they had pets.  I eventually enjoyed sleeping in the van in all cases except for the coldest of nights, and I started sleeping in the van regularly even when there were no pets.  With bad allergies, even a seemingly sterile environment can set me off if I spend the whole night with my face against the carpet.  In fact, I got so used to it that I lived in the band van for 7 months including when we weren't on tour.  It was great until it got cold enough to snow, at which point I got an apartment again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I sleep in the van if our hosts are partying loudly and I just want to sleep, and I always make sure at least two people sleep in the van if we're parked in a sketchy neighborhood.  I also sleep in the van if we're staying in a parking lot in the event of no house to crash.  I'll also admit that I've played the allergy card sometimes when I think my allergies will be fine.  Sometimes I've walked into a house that hasn't been cleaned in a year, or that had used needles lying on the coffee table, or just smelled lousy, or my band mates were pissing me off, and I said, "looks like I'll be better off in the van."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process of declining an offer to sleep in a pet house should be simple, but it's always a pain.  Pet owners apologize profusely for my inconvenience, and they hate the idea that their pet is anything other than perfect, so they think that with a fresh pillowcase everything can be remedied.  All I want to do in those cases is go to the van without a big fuss, but I invariably end up consoling the host and reassuring them that it's not really a big deal.  It's especially frustrating when the host doesn't believe that I like sleeping in the van.  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Attica!, Marathon, De La Hoya'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S-nidlara1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Mfnu0kOitOM/s72-c/attica_05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-5324976866689329140</id><published>2010-05-05T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T18:33:00.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex DiMattesa of Grave Mistake Records, Government Warning, Wasted Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S-IXqRK-LvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/CuYOh2pqb80/s1600/26596_589222721126_34505110_34131359_7491906_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S-IXqRK-LvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/CuYOh2pqb80/s320/26596_589222721126_34505110_34131359_7491906_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467958912512569074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I finally got around to asking my friend Alex some questions about road life, I was excited to finally get these answers back from him. Alex has been hard at work building his &lt;a href="http://www.gravemistakerecords.com/site/"&gt;Grave Mistake&lt;/a&gt; empire and shredding in &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/governmentwarningrva"&gt;Government Warning&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/wastedtimesucks"&gt;Wasted Time&lt;/a&gt;. It seems like the people I really connect with and respect seem to all have a common theme when it comes to hardcore and punk and that is we "get it". If your wondering what that may mean, well keep wondering, maybe it'll come to you one of these days. This is another one of those people in my life that I'm happy to call my friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;1- I once heard that you had a very detailed idea of how and when a band should start touring based on releases and how they should go about it, would you care to elaborate on that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haha I'm sure i've run my mouth about it at some point. First off,  I think one of the greatest things about punk, hardcore, and DIY in general is that there is such an incredible network set up where any kid (or adult) can just get together with some friends, write some music, and go out of town for a weekend, week, month, year and travel to all kinds of places and meet new people, make new friends, etc ... I think it's wonderful.  You don't need a label backing you, or a manager, or a booking agent, you can do it with virtually nothing except some transportation and some type of communication (internet, phone, whatever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I think that because of this, it's very easy for the resources that we do have to get spread really thin. I'm sure anyone who has been in a band, or does a label, or does shows has about a million bands they've never heard hitting them up for shows in their town.  Furthermore, these bands have nothing released, have never really ventured outside their city and are looking to book a month tour. Also, I've been to plenty of shows that are like 3-6 medicore touring bands that nobody has heard of, it gets old after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my original plan for touring was that the distance / time spent on the road should equate to what you have out ... a demo means play locally or maybe 2-3 hours away. A 7" you should do some weekends, maybe a week if people like your band.  Then another 7" go for another week, once you have an LP and maybe have done the regional / weekends / week tours under your belt you can try for a bit further or longer. I just think too many bands do things prematurely ... releasing records when they should be releasing demos, releasing LPs when they should be releasing 7"s, leaving their state when they shouldn't be leaving their practice spot. I'm all for quality control ... and I'm all about paying dues and working gradually as a band, not trying to just do things like tour because you don't want to get a job and end up and wasting everybody's time, effort, and money.  But like I said, if you want to tour for a month on a demo, that's all you. I'm sure for every band that does this there is some idiot in a city that will book your lousy band.  But then again ... if I wasn't in a band that tried to tour on a demo, then Rory and I might not even be friends!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;2- Upon getting in the van what are five thing's your are looking forward to while on tour? and what are five thing's that will make you question why you still get in the van?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um ... 1. not working 2. hanging with your friends 3. playing music every night 4. seeing people and places I don't normally get to see 5. getting away from daily routine (I guess that coincides with #1). Five things that make me question it ... 1. drunken bandmates (or anyone in general) being obnoxious 2. people being loud when I'm trying to sleep 3. having to sleep in gross places 4. people spilling beer on the merch 5. not being able to eat whenever I want (being vegan and hungry at 2 in the morning usually isn't fun) ... but the pros outweigh the cons so it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;3- What are some of your most fond memories of van wars if any? If you haven't partaken why the hell not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;HAHA. I know that there were some crazy things done to vans / cars but I can't remember too many details. I think most of my van war recollections involve bands from rochester, that city breeds troublemakers.  One good van wars story (not related to a rochester band) was a trip up to boston I was tagging along with I think it was FVK DC and Worn Thin ... it was me Mike Riley and Rich Miles in Mike's car. We got into it with the other FVK dudes in the band driving a mini van, just throwing junk at each other, nothing big... this story might only be funny if you know rich miles, so for those that do ... enjoy.  So Rich gets the bright idea to hit them with a piss bomb (on second thought, maybe it was my idea for rich to do it) ... he's in the backseat by himself and he fills up the bottle. The best part is that he's wearing this like XXL purple desperate measures crew neck sweatshirt so he looks kinda like a hardcore barney. So I don't know how someone can fail at throwing piss out of a window, but I guess if anyone can it's gonna be Rich ... for some reason, instead of just throwing it, he thought maybe he could just "dump" it out in the direction of their minivan while going like 75 mph on the highway ... so basically he just ends up dumping entire bottle of piss on himself as he's hanging out of the window. That ruled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;4- Any run ins with the law while being a vagabond in a van?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;haha yeah ... nothing too crazy though. Some bands I've been with are just prone to doing sketchy shit (which sooner or later will draw attention from the law), others are pretty tame.  While I'm not too into sketchy stuff, there is no denying that's what makes for the good tour stories.  I guess the most recent run in (and this isn't even too crazy) was when GW and Wasted Time were in europe last year, we got pulled over in Germany about 15 minutes outside of Munich because our Van was overweight ... the cop pulled us over and took us to a police station in the middle of this cow town that smelled like shit and weighed the van on a big vehicle scale. We had full backline tons of merch (it was like day 2 of tour so we still had pretty much everything) and 9 people in the most rinky dink sprinter van you have ever seen.  Apparently were like 700 kilos overweight from the legal limit... the cop gave us a 120 euro ticket and said we had to get rid of 700 kilos or we couldn't leave the police station ... so frantically we left like 5 people there with the intention to drive somewhere to dump off equipment. After about 5 minutes on the highway, we said fuck it, turned around and scooped up the peeps we left off on the side of the road and hightailed the fuck out of germany it to the swiss border ... just like the von trapp family in sound of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most random run in with the law was when crispus attucks was on tour in europe in 2001.  We were in paris and it was night time, the 5 of us were walking down the street from a convenience store minding our own business when a tiny ass compact car speeds next to us and slams on the breaks ... five cops (it might have been six actually) pile out like a clown car and rush at us screaming at us in french. We had no clue what was going on, we showed them our passports and they piled in their car and left.  French people are weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;5- What kind of mental checklist do you have once you get out of the van and arrive at a venue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;First I need to find the nearest clean (well for tour standards) bathroom for dumping. Even if I don't have to go, I need to know where it is, if there's a door, if there's toilet paper, if there's a SEAT on the toilet. That's my first priority. I get really anxious on tour and I have this weird fear of having to use the restroom at a show but not being able to find one. Sometimes I'll wander for like an hour trying to find one.  Other than that, just regular stuff like making sure everything is inside, you know ... all the equipment and merch is accounted for. Sometimes I'll try and find a place go get some food, that's about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-5324976866689329140?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/5324976866689329140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2010/05/alex-dimattesa-of-grave-mistake-records.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/5324976866689329140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/5324976866689329140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2010/05/alex-dimattesa-of-grave-mistake-records.html' title='Alex DiMattesa of Grave Mistake Records, Government Warning, Wasted Time'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S-IXqRK-LvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/CuYOh2pqb80/s72-c/26596_589222721126_34505110_34131359_7491906_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-1104225028073147801</id><published>2010-02-18T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T16:20:42.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan O'Conner of Outbreak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S33ZCTSc9oI/AAAAAAAAAH8/L2JFVXCOfkE/s1600-h/l_2c3e4d97010f438d824303711c808d38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S33ZCTSc9oI/AAAAAAAAAH8/L2JFVXCOfkE/s320/l_2c3e4d97010f438d824303711c808d38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439742558494062210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;I recently got to get to know the band known as &lt;a href="www.myspace.com/outbreak"&gt;Outbreak&lt;/a&gt; on a tour that we did with them this winter. Some nice guys in that band and a band that is held together by a killer work ethic and energy that many can't really match. Ryan sings in Outbreak we got to hangout some and get to know each other pretty well on this tour. He's someone that will only say things that are worth saying and that is very condemnable in this day and age of ass patters and ball lickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Why do you still get in the Van/Bus to play shows around the country/world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Money! No, not really. Money would be awesome though. Outbreak has been my release for several years now, and I don't like the idea of letting it go. If I wasn't able to use the band to let out my frustration I probably would have gone on a shooting spree by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The most tense moment you've experienced while on a tour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There's been plenty of tense situations, coming from all angles. I've been punched by a drunken idiot while on stage (which pretty much turned into a near-riot), I've seen people pull out guns, I've been on tour with bands who have gotten their vans stolen, I've seen members quit mid-tour, and the list goes on. I sort of have a bad memory too, so I'm sure there's plenty of things I'm forgetting. Just recently our guitarist got the unfortunate news of a family member passing, and he got the news while he was behind the wheel - not a good situation! As you know Rory, the road can be a scary place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) In your memory what is the most recent moment where you felt like, this is it, this is why im still here? Explain as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When you've been touring for more than a few years, it's easy to become jaded and forget why the hell you're doing what you're doing. I'll admit that I've had it up to my neck at certain points, and have definitely wished that I was doing something far away from the touring life and music industry in general. Things can get hazy, local bands start to blend together, the kids at the shows all look the exact same, you know, that sort of thing. But then something comes along and snaps you out of it. When I picture humans in cubicles, who wake up at 7am every day, I slowly start to remember that I don't have it that bad for playing a 30 minute show and sleeping till noon every  day. To give you a specific memory, on this current tour that we're on, we played a show in Spokane, Washingon. The show was booked at the last minute after another show was cancelled. We had never played Spokane so I really didn't know if anyone would care - I tend to go into most situations with zero expectations as it's more difficult to be let down. Anyway, the show was insane. People were packed up in front of the stage, yelling every single word, and generally going wild...in a city we had previously never been to. After our set, one kid told me that I was his idol. I said "really?". Some kid in the middle of fucking Washington idolizes me - how can I take that for granted and be bitter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What do you think the biggest misconception there is about a band of your stature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you're referring to the average person, it would probably be the assumption that because we're in a band we make all kinds of money. We've put out records on established record labels, have toured the world, and played with some bigger bands, but the fact is that we're not getting rich off this. It blows my mind that the average person thinks that because you're in a band, you automatically have money...maybe some bands, but not most of them. I'd say one in every thousand bands actually leaves the local bar and ends up turning a profit. I'm at the point where if I hear someone's in a band, I automatically assume they're struggling. When you consider all the expenses on the road, it's hard to make a good living. We scrape by, and that's fine with me. I'm not complaining.&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Best skatespot you've shredded while on tour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wish I could skate more on tour, but my body is so annihilated that it's no longer something that I look forward to all the time like I use to. My body feels like a trainwreck after our shows, so destroying myself on a skateboard is usually not my idea of icing on the cake. I blame years of skateboarding when I was younger ...ollieing off of stuff that's way too high for a four foot punk haha. I seriously think I have the body of a 60 year old at this point haha. Most of the times that I do skate on tour are when I'm influenced by dudes in other bands who are skating. Carl from Misery Signals is a sick skater, so every time we go out with those guys I know that I am going to be tempted to throw myself off sets of stairs every day haha. To answer the question, I'm the type of skater where you can put a decent ledge or bank in front of me and I'll be good to go. Sometimes I appreciate that sort of thing more than an entire park. I'm not much of a ramp guy. I like to cruise around parks sometimes, but after I do my three tricks on a quarterpipe it tends to get old haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-1104225028073147801?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/1104225028073147801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2010/02/ryan-oconner-of-outbreak.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/1104225028073147801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/1104225028073147801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2010/02/ryan-oconner-of-outbreak.html' title='Ryan O&apos;Conner of Outbreak'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S33ZCTSc9oI/AAAAAAAAAH8/L2JFVXCOfkE/s72-c/l_2c3e4d97010f438d824303711c808d38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-785495072167214309</id><published>2010-01-22T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T17:33:26.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck Hickey Singer for Black SS, We The People, and just a rad fucking dude.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S1pQPtofthI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HySil015Ur4/s1600-h/3649759764_cc528d1517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S1pQPtofthI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HySil015Ur4/s320/3649759764_cc528d1517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429740531626259986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chuck is 100% real. Our first actual talking encounter was us yelling at each other and being on opposite sides of an argument. Since then everything has been great and we have a very loving and supportive relationship. The fact of the matter is this, Chuck is a lifer and knows a thing or two about a hell of a lot going on in this Punk world we live in(along with other shit as well). We have bonded over the years for our love of RPG's, comics, and hardcore/punk of course. I don't see this guy enough and when I do see him it's never enough time to totally catch up. One day we will start that campaign and get real with our 20 sided dice. But for now listen to what knowledge my good friend and fellow Wyld Punx has to say. Oh yeah Chuck sings in the best Straight Edge band going right now called &lt;a href="www.myspace.com/blackss"&gt;Black SS&lt;/a&gt; check them out if your not dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I know it hasn't happened in awhile for you, but at this state what do you look forward to about tour if anything? &lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to hang out with the rest of the guys in the band and seeing my friends in other towns. I rarely get to see Dan, Mike and Steve since they are all grown ups now. I'm perpetually 16 years old in my development as a contributing member of society, but those dudes all have heavy commitments. Tour is the only time I get to hang with my best friends when I don't feel like the hang is going to get cut short. Also, over the years I've made some solid friendships with people in various cities and it's always nice to get quality time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you think kid's have become spoiled with touring band's playing so many cities that the kids don't travel to shows anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. There seems to be a massive amount of spoiled little shits running around but I'm not sure if that is because the bigger bands hit every town. I think a more likely reason is there are just too many bands touring currently. I honestly think that a band should take appropriate steps before deciding to force themselves and their "art" on an unwitting populace. Bob Suren's piece, "Turd Bands Stay Home" sums it up nicely. Here's a link: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex; padding-left: 1ex;"&gt;      &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.havocrex.com/press/article/1/101" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.havocrex.com/&lt;wbr&gt;press/article/1/101&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;Here's an idea for you, my friend, since you are an open and uncloseted Grateful Dead loving hippie; We should convince kids to NOT start bands and just follow their favorite bands on tour all summer long. It's not like it's going to cost them much more since their crap band wasn't going to get paid anyway. And it's not like they were going to get laid as a reward for covering "Filler" to a roomful of apathetic soon-to-be-ex-straightedge hipsters, right? Everyone is in a fucking band nowadays so on the offset chance that there is a legal girl in the room, she probably sings for a band that is better than theirs and is not even remotely impressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favorite pasttime while in the van if you aren't sleeping? If it's reading, what comic series is the tour go to and what nerd series is the go to? If it's music what's your top three choices? &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually over pack when it comes to comics, books and dvds. My usual BSS road trip experience looks something like this: Several hours of Wrestling shoot videos watched/listened to by the whole van until my eyes and brain start to melt. Next, I try to read a comic or book while listening to Goblin or John Carpenter soundtracks until I'm inevitably drawn to some vile shit talking with the boys. We never really get to vent about shit that pisses us off until we're in the van, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things that have passed the time on recent trips are:&lt;br /&gt;Novels: The Change series by S.M. Stirling and the Mistborn trilogy by Brandon Sanderson&lt;br /&gt;Comics: DMZ, The Unknown Soldier, Solomon Kane, Iron Fist&lt;br /&gt;Music: Death in June, Killing Joke, Naked Raygun, The Shangri-Las, The Fugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You've seen many points of view from being on tour and working at clubs, what is one of the brattiest thing's you've seen some band pull? &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The all time brattiest shit I've seen, and I've witnessed it multiple times, is when a band berates the crowd for not dancing. How are there so many kids with this feeling of entitlement? I wish people would understand that no one owes them a goddamn thing. Probably the worst example of this was a show in Buffalo with The Murder City Devils, International Noise Conspiracy and At the Drive In. EVERY one of them accosted the crowd for not moving around, until ATDI played, who then got all pissy because kids WERE moving around. What a bunch of clowns. On the other end of the spectrum was a show in Connecticut where the local opener was calling the crowd pussies and faggots for not "showing them what we've got". The sound of the collective Hit The Lights/BSS face palm was deafening. Especially since we were 60% of the crowd. As a bouncer, I seem to have blocked all of the ridiculous shit I've seen perpetrated by mouth breathers in cover bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What show comes into your mind when you think of " Wow, I didn't expect that!" You know the show you show up to and you get kind of bummed, but then all of a sudden things come together and it turns out to be an awesome show. The more detailed the better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many to choose from but here's one. We the People only went on one tour and we somehow broke even. Mostly because of this one show. It was in Pittsburgh and we'd broken a strut on the van on the way into town and stopped to get it repaired. Up until that moment, we had done alright money-wise but now we were a little trepidatious. That feeling doubled as we rolled into town when we noticed a flyer for Caustic Christ's record release show. It had today's date on it. With empty pockets, we sadly realized we were playing a conflicting show against a popular local band's record release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Next, we get to the back alley punk house who's basement we'll be playing and everything gets weird. The dudes who live in the house are a small group of crusty/street punk kids and are all eerily nice. Nicer than any humans I've ever met in a dilapidated punk house, certainly. It turns out that one dude who lives in the house is the opening act and the other guys are the closing act. These friendly fellows plus 2 of their friends are the entirety of the attendees. As we are loading stuff in, I start looking around at the decor and the fashion accessories that adorn the house and it's occupants. It dawns on me that there is a discomforting amount of Christian imagery on the walls, patches and tattoos of our hosts. At this point, my mind begins to twist as I try to come up with a origin story for the convergence of dingy punk and happy shiny Christianity. Those worlds are diametrically opposed in my brain. I've met plenty of punks and HC kids who identify as christian but none who wove it so seamlessly in with a gutter punk lifestyle. I think I was most impressed by the Jesus-fish-as-NYHC-style-x that was all over the place. It was as if we'd stumbled into that scene from Another State of Mind with the christian youth hostel except this wasn't staged.&lt;br /&gt;   The evening starts with the one man band making some kind of noise gumbo with a computer or something. I utterly hate this kind of thing. I have seen an embarrassing amount of below average artists forgo the creation of actual music to make some kind of "point" by shunning the stifling straightjacket of melody. These creative cowards should be forced to snort a pulverized Einsturzende Neubauten record through a Taco Bell straw to remind them how vital they are not. The statement was made 30 years ago and does not need updating. This is a slice of the mood I was in that evening.&lt;br /&gt;    If memory serves, we played next. I never really care if there are people to see my bands or not and I think that my band mates echo that sentiment. We all love our songs and we love playing them to none, few or many. So, we had a blast and everyone there seemed to genuinely enjoy themselves and were stoked to have us. After we loaded out, various guys from the house chatted with us and wanted to buy merch. All of them bought at least a shirt and cd but refused to pay the asking price. They would only buy the stuff if we let them WAY over pay for it. They were each giving us $40, $50 or $60 for what would usually cost about $12-$15. They would have it no other way. I thought that maybe they were stuck in some kind of Christian-duty brainwash loop but a more likely explanation is that they know what it's like to be on tour and feel like shit is falling apart. It was a truly humbling experience for me. I was forced to chip away at my own discriminatory views of Christian punks and admit that these guys "get it". They were clearly guys who were motivated by their religious views but that's not the be-all and end-all of their personalities. They didn't bring any of that stuff up and just treated us like fellow punks who play because they mean it.&lt;br /&gt;    Their band, The Last Hope, ended the night and they played a hell of a set. It was a pretty fantastic night for us. We had made our lost money back and we met some genuine, nice people who had changed our perspectives while helping us out. After that show, I have made a conscious effort to help deserving touring bands out a lot more than I used. It feels good to go above and beyond every once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex; padding-left: 1ex;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;200% Wyld Punx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-785495072167214309?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/785495072167214309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2010/01/chuck-hickey-singer-for-black-ss-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/785495072167214309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/785495072167214309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2010/01/chuck-hickey-singer-for-black-ss-we.html' title='Chuck Hickey Singer for Black SS, We The People, and just a rad fucking dude.'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/S1pQPtofthI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HySil015Ur4/s72-c/3649759764_cc528d1517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-8357504281312172054</id><published>2009-12-02T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:37:33.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK!</title><content type='html'>Being on tour when something bad happens to your family really fucking sucks. You feel alone, distant, and overall just lost. As much as you love your friends they can't comfort you as much as being surrounded by your family when something tragic happens. I'm an open book most of the time when it comes to whats on my mind, I try not to hide to much when it comes to getting things out of my head, it feels a lot better t get thing's out. Most of my friends know that at this point about me, so sometimes things happen you have no control over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in Jacksonville, Fl on the Nov. 29th with a voicemail from my parent's on my phone. I had a funny feeling about it, because I talked to them the day before. So I called right away knowing from the sound of my dad's voice on the message that this was not going to be good. My mom answered the phone and I instantly felt my stomach drop without her even telling me what was wrong, I just knew something was bad by the tone of her voice. So I asked what was going on and she told me, my mouth dropped and the only thing I could think or feel was FUCK! I was shocked, appalled, angry, sad, I felt so many thing's instantly and had no where to go with it. I was still in my sleeping bag on a pull out couch surrounded by people trying to take a shower. I hung up the phone and just pulled my whole body into my sleeping bag and just start balling. My mom just told me that my cousin John, his wife Susan, and kids Aiden (8),  Gracie (5) were killed in a car accident coming home from a Thanksgiving trip. My mind was blown, still is and I can't do anything about it. Being home with my family would feel very comforting even though I wouldn't be able to be in California for the services and my cousin 19 year old cousin Molly who is the sole survivor of the family. My heart goes out to her, I can't even begin to know how she is feeling right now. So fast forward to tonight when I get a phone call from my cousin Cooper tonight with even more upsetting news. Apparently a couple decided to break into John and Susan's home late last night and steal their car, and other posses ions. This just infuriates me to no end. They saw the news and decided to find the house and break into their house and steal everything. In one way I shouldn't be surprised, but honestly I'm floored. Just when you're trying to get your head on semi straight this news comes in. On top of it all I also find out that the 19 yr. old kid who killed my family previously had his license suspended for a DUI. He was 19 and already had a DUI and was driving a brand new mini cooper. It's just so much intense shit to think about. My mind is swimming in all of this and I just feel so frustrated about it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now i just have to keep pushing on and know that I'll be home soon and will be able to see my family then. I know I can't be there now and even if I was it wouldn't make that much of a difference because I can't be in California. It would just be comforting for myself. Times like this really make you feel connected and loved and I truly appreciate that, but it bums me out that these things have to happen in order for these feelings to take on their full sentiment. So now I'm in a random motel 8 spilling my guts to an extent, why? I want to and feel some need to, I don't know really. I'm not trying to gather sympathy or anything of that nature, I guess I just want to make people think about the disconnect we face in our lives, whether we are on tour or not. Please hold your loved ones close and value the people close to you. Life is fragile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-8357504281312172054?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/8357504281312172054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuck.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/8357504281312172054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/8357504281312172054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuck.html' title='FUCK!'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-1338443461133686993</id><published>2009-11-22T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:48:31.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #8, Drive Wyoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Swmxk5EDzKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/il03_85BqTM/s1600/IMG_3617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SwmVwEQ77_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/HXZSa58lcyI/s320/IMG_3615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407017480646029298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-8130767883171313964?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/8130767883171313964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-7-night-denver-co.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/8130767883171313964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/8130767883171313964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-7-night-denver-co.html' title='Day # 7 (night), Denver, CO'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SwmVwEQ77_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/HXZSa58lcyI/s72-c/IMG_3615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-6024814852917324499</id><published>2009-11-16T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:31:45.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genie Vocalist of Gather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SwGLk_Dq85I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZEswm4EizIg/s1600/l_724f30bb7348bc9e3554848ac6691698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SwGLk_Dq85I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZEswm4EizIg/s320/l_724f30bb7348bc9e3554848ac6691698.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404754495339688850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I met Genie from going to shows/ being on tour throughout 2008/09, we've kept in touch and I'm excited to be friends with a person who has so much passion and energy. We never really get to hangout much in person due to always just being at a show, but the ideas and reasons transcend a show, so we've kept in touch. Sometimes you just feel really comfortable with certain people and you feel like communication is just there Genie is one of those people so I decided to ask her some questions about getting in that van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. Biggest thing you stress about while you are on tour and why?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m going to answer these questions based on my experience singing in Gather since my new band hasn’t done too much touring really.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Losing my voice was the biggest source of stress on tour.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I developed vocal cord nodules a little before going to Europe in 2006 and I lost my voice after day two of a month long tour there and have never recovered since.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At some shows I made our bassist, Randy, sing for us.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Other shows I faked it the whole time and didn’t even sing into the mic, and often I couldn’t talk at all after shows which was really isolating because on tour I love meeting new people and talking to them!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It still bums me out to no end that I have such problems when I attempt to sing or even talk now.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So now I’m playing guitar, and it’s so much less stressful except for the part about me not knowing shit about guitar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span&gt;Personal space&lt;/span&gt; is limited on tour, being stuck in a van for hours at a time, and then having to be at a venue, housing with the same people for durations of time, what are some situation's that have risen from these constant surroundings and how do you deal with them?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the MOST part, we’re all very close so we got along on tour and it wasn’t a big problem.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But there were definitely times I got annoyed, like when Randy would wear super short shorts with no underwear and try to climb into the loft above me, oblivious that his balls were in my face, having not showered for days…&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or when we toured with 7 Generations and Chris (singer of 7G) and my brother (drummer of Gather) almost got into a fist fight over bathroom breaks and Chris yelled at me when I tried to calm them down...&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Times like that made cringe when I’d count how many days we still had left on tour.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I’d just bust out a book and remind everyone that they couldn’t talk to me because I was trying to save my voice.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That gave me a little “alone time.”&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And of course, each night when we’d play, no matter how many or few people there were, it was always such a great release so each day was like a fresh start.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. What is/was the most important reason for touring for you personally?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of the main reasons Gather started was so that we could help keep hardcore radical and spread awareness of things like animal, earth and human liberation, anarchy, and feminism.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Touring was the best way for us to do that.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We met so many inspirational people by touring too, so it was about learning from others as well.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Personally, touring helped me overcome my intense shyness.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think it really helped me not give a fuck about some of my insecurities so that was a bonus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you try and stay healthy while you are on tour?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tour food is the worst--it’s hard to eat healthy on tour.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Years later, I still can’t bring myself to eat a Builder Bar (or any food in bar-form really) and that was one of the things I said I could eat for the rest of my life.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We didn’t resort to fast food thankfully.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We would hit up grocery stores instead.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I tried to eat mostly raw on one tour, but I just got gnarly diarrhea from detoxing, so that backfired.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dustin would always bring lots of supplements, but I hated swallowing pills, so that was no good either!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just tried to eat as many fruits and veggies as I could, and drink lots of water and tea after shows.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I probably got sick a couple times, but mostly my problems were just with my voice from screaming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What kind of connections and disconnections have you made from touring?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:11pt;" &gt;Some of my very best friends I have now I met from touring or bonded with the most from touring so I’ll always be thankful for that.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whenever I’m in one place too long and feel like I’m not meeting any people who challenge or inspire me, I know that touring would cure that.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s just so nice to know that each night you’ll be in a room with people who are seeking the same thing, who are somewhat like-minded and appreciate that sense of community that the DIY punk and hardcore scene can offer.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At the same time, you meet so many acquaintances that sometimes it seems like the bonds you make might be really superficial.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But either way, they’re way less superficial than the bonds you make with normies that you meet at work, or at a club or some bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-6024814852917324499?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/6024814852917324499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/11/genie-vocalist-of-gather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6024814852917324499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6024814852917324499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/11/genie-vocalist-of-gather.html' title='Genie Vocalist of Gather'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SwGLk_Dq85I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZEswm4EizIg/s72-c/l_724f30bb7348bc9e3554848ac6691698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-828566700614178769</id><published>2009-11-16T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:17:19.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #7, Lincoln, Ne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SwGJGYSspaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DGtTz_gY_2I/s1600/IMG_3599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SvyKSRFfVSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nyaZJa4gU2k/s320/IMG_3593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403345699366458658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Two in Rochester, Ny, I got to see friends and eat at some fo my fav. food establishments. Ming's sesame Tofu is one of the greatest things to ever enter my mouth. Im so happy that I got to eat some of that glorious food before I left that lovely city, I'll be back in a month! The show was pretty awesome, Like Wolves played and killed it like always, they got Trevor on bass these days and sounded good. Such Gold played as well, first time seeing them they didn't a nice Snapcase cover. But the overall mix of friends and everything else was great. I had am awesome night back in Rochester, wish I could have stayed a little longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-280129341699813969?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/280129341699813969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/280129341699813969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/280129341699813969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SvyKSRFfVSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nyaZJa4gU2k/s72-c/IMG_3593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-6104298320568772459</id><published>2009-11-12T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:19:22.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SvyJWoydsZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/droIIgV5pUs/s1600-h/IMG_3583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SvyJWoydsZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/droIIgV5pUs/s320/IMG_3583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403344674936959378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day one of tour in Albany, Ny, best part of the night our friends treated us with delicious cupcakes. They didn't stay together but they tasted great! Night Drive to Rochester,Ny to hang in the old stomping grounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-6104298320568772459?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/6104298320568772459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-one-of-tour-in-albany-ny-best-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6104298320568772459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6104298320568772459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-one-of-tour-in-albany-ny-best-part.html' title=''/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SvyJWoydsZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/droIIgV5pUs/s72-c/IMG_3583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-6055091261074198047</id><published>2009-11-05T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T11:55:05.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Twentyfive, Wyld Punx, Not Sorry, How We Are, The Disaster, Break Of Dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SvMtjwLs_9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/2kQYXE3z0-k/s1600-h/l_e881a3532b9e4214a5e2028efd719363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SvMtjwLs_9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/2kQYXE3z0-k/s320/l_e881a3532b9e4214a5e2028efd719363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400710470400016338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and I have been friends for a very longtime, we see eye to eye on most thing's involving this wonderful world we surround ourselves in. That doesn't mean we don't disagree and have our moment's, but that's the beauty of being friends for over a decade. John is a very compassionate, honest, and stubborn person and I truly value that in him. Never afraid to be the person to tell you how it is, espcially in a world where people are always trying to water down the truth. Currently singing in &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/notsorryxxx"&gt;Not Sorry&lt;/a&gt; and formerly playing bass in a crap load of bands. John lives in Seattle,Wa and still inspires me to this day and I'm very pleased to have him in my life and to be one of my best friends. Wyld Punx always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;           &lt;b&gt;1. What was it like leaving XHead OnX while on tour? (i figured this would be interesting because i really don't have any type of reference for this situation and well i was there and want to know your insight. plus it's been long enough and i think it's a cool story, although you don't have to tell the story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That was a strange event. Jeff (our singer) and I were not really getting along around that time. Between the band and living together, on top of both being stubborn bullheaded people, it finally came to a head. Looking back on it, it was childish and I was in the wrong for bailing, but it's what I needed to do. I put a lot of time and effort into that band and to have him say, "I've been faking it for months and you haven't noticed" (something to that effect), really hit me hard. I took a bus from South Carolina up to Rochester, NY. It was a 24 bus ride, as well as 24 hours of my life I'll never get back. Ugh, it was the worst.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Though it did allow you guys to meet some cool people and make some cool friends. It could've been worse. Though I'm sure at the time, it was incredibly awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Editor's note: I was on this tour and not in the band, it was a very awkward moment seeing your good friends argue and have a band that you loved break up right before your eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You've been in band's that have played the same city a few times, can you tell me what it feels like to keep returning to a city and realizing it's just not the same anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's a total bummer really, but it happens. We both saw it living in Rochester, the turn-over rate of hardcore and punk kids is like a revolving door. But hopefully you've made some long standing friends in those towns and at the very least, they put you up for the night. So you get to see them and hang out, catch up, and talk about old times. I love meeting up with people I haven't seen in a long time and just bullshitting. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What insight has touring given to you in the bigger picture of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Hm, good question. It teaches you how to deal with people, both good and bad. It also allows you to think on your feet. While touring may not be as hard now as it was in 1982, shit does happen and sometimes you have to make decisions that aren't easy. But having that time to get to know the people in your band, learning to take things with a grain of salt, how to share space when you have very little, is all priceless. If touring doesn't make you a better person in some way, you're doing it wrong.&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you could choose one thing about tour and be able to change it what would you pick to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Feeding bands. Plain and simple. Now if you are doing a local show and ask a band from an hour away to come play your town, or they asked you for a show, there's no need to roll out the red carpet and fix them a 6 course meal. But for bands that have traveled most of the day and have been on the road for weeks at a time, throw some pasta in a pot, put some sauce on it and you've got an instant meal. If you've been in a van for 6-8 hours eating only gas station junk food, having some warm food waiting for you really hits the spot and does not go unappreciated. If it does, fuck'em and don't fix them food ever again, maybe even consider letting someone else book them next time.&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Worst place you ever stayed on tour? As detailed as possible please!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The worst place I can remember staying on tour was this dude in New Mexico. We drove like 12 hours overnight to get to the show. It was summer so we didn't want to drive during the day, we ended up arriving at his house at like 5 or 6 in the morning. He told us we could have the house which was fuckin' dirty and stunk like shit, mainly due to the cat poop that was everywhere, along with a weed/stale beer combo. It was hot, 6 in the morning and there was not enough room for the 5 of us. He took a sleeping bag and slept under the hot sun on a plastic folding chair in the "yard" which was little more than dirt. It was so hot in his place, so that made the stench extra tantalizing. And to top if off, the show turned out to mainly be a party . . . cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-6055091261074198047?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/6055091261074198047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/11/john-twentyfive-wyld-punx-not-sorry-how.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6055091261074198047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6055091261074198047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/11/john-twentyfive-wyld-punx-not-sorry-how.html' title='John Twentyfive, Wyld Punx, Not Sorry, How We Are, The Disaster, Break Of Dawn'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SvMtjwLs_9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/2kQYXE3z0-k/s72-c/l_e881a3532b9e4214a5e2028efd719363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-7054772726982111378</id><published>2009-11-03T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:27:33.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan "Hex" Canavan a writer, show goer, band member, show booker, lifer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SvBZLnSyb1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wzv0kPd3OtY/s1600-h/l_6b1fe64f47ba48a89d432f967dc6e757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SvBZLnSyb1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wzv0kPd3OtY/s320/l_6b1fe64f47ba48a89d432f967dc6e757.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399914009278443346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As long as I can remember Ryan has been a staple in the Syracuse Hardcore Community, his zine Hanging Like A Hex was the lifeline for those of us in the western/ upstate, New york area. Ryan has had his hands involved in many different projects over the years, zines, bands, shows, events, and a label. I have the utmost respect for Ryan for making his passion something truly resonating to me. He's a wonder in this world of lazy assholes and poor me attitudes. Ryan has also always told it like it is and I respect that more than anything. Without further ego boosting here ya go! &lt;a href="http://www.hanginghex.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hex Records&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mistletoe315"&gt;Mistletoe&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://westcottcc.org/"&gt;Westcott Community Center&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The biggest mistake you have ever committed on tour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempting to drive through a mountain pass between Oregon and Northern California in January...  not expecting snow.  The highway was closed and we had to cancel a show because of it.  Total bummer.  I'm sure there have been much worse atrocities- almost allowing a bum to knife us in NYC by engaging in conversation with him while in the van, going to the next show a day early when we could have relaxed in Vegas for an extra day, forgetting some of our gear at a show and not realizing it until the next day when we were 200 miles away from it (by some insane stroke of luck it was still where we left it).  This is what comes to mind right away.  I may have blocked out worse things.&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. With the vast amount of bands touring now, what are a list of reasons for bands to not tour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There are so many.  Seriously, most bands should just not tour.  If you're a band, and you're itching to play out of town, stick to just playing some places where you have friends...  preferably not too far away.  Make it easy on yourself at first.  Get good.  Maybe record something, then give it a go.  Don't bother touring in the summer unless you are certain that all will go well.  By and large most bands aren't good.  Also, you probably won't break even, so if you're already broke touring is probably not a good idea unless you're extremely crafty.  If you're an obnoxious asshole who has an issue with being respectful in other people's town/homes/venues you probably should not go on tour.  If you have a serious issue with showing up to anything on time ever touring is probably not a good idea (you'll just piss off promoters trying to run a smooth show).  If you're in any band that takes more time to do their hair than they take to learn their instruments you probably shouldn't tour.  In fact, you probably should just break up and spare everyone a boatload of misery.&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is one routine you get into when you're out on the road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've noticed that I tend to consolidate my stuff into a little zone wherever we stay for the night.  Some people leave stuff in the van or whatever.  I take everything, keep it right around me within easy reach, and essentially make a little nest for the night.  I get real protective of all my things because I absolutely hate the idea of losing anything remotely necessary on tour.  I guess it's not too weird, but when compared to my bandmates I feel like I might be a little obsessive in that regard.&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You just committed to a long over night drive what is your first musical selection you go for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Something that is both lengthy and interesting, so I don't have to change it up a lot and time goes by a little quicker.  Perhaps Rush, "Chronicles"?&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What are some of your favorite things to do while on tour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like being in a place that may not be too familiar to me and has some places to explore that are walking distance.  It's better than the typical, 'show up, wait, play, find some cheap place to eat, watch a movie, sleep, repeat.'  I like all that stuff too, but being in a new place with some interesting facets to the town/area is always really cool too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-7054772726982111378?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/7054772726982111378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/11/ryan-hex-canavan-writer-show-goer-band.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/7054772726982111378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/7054772726982111378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/11/ryan-hex-canavan-writer-show-goer-band.html' title='Ryan &quot;Hex&quot; Canavan a writer, show goer, band member, show booker, lifer'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SvBZLnSyb1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wzv0kPd3OtY/s72-c/l_6b1fe64f47ba48a89d432f967dc6e757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-898464855974518103</id><published>2009-10-23T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T13:24:53.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nov. 10th - Dec. 6th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SuIQJtfUtjI/AAAAAAAAAGI/95ms27x0MUg/s1600-h/outbreaktour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SuIQJtfUtjI/AAAAAAAAAGI/95ms27x0MUg/s320/outbreaktour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395893062559118898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are hitting the Road again in a couple weeks. This time we are going out with Outbreak from Maine. This is one of the first time's since I've been in the band where we aren't booking this tour ourselves. We'll see how things go, we are hitting up some of the same spots. Hoping to see some familiar faces and looking forward to playing some warm spots and some new places. Come hangout and show us around your city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tue, Nov 10&lt;br /&gt;Albany, NY @ Bogie's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed, Nov 11&lt;br /&gt;Rochester, NY @ Dubland Underground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thu, Nov 12&lt;br /&gt;Cleveland, OH @ Now That's Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri, Nov 13&lt;br /&gt;Dayton, OH @ C-Space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat, Nov 14&lt;br /&gt;Springfield, MO @ Club Neon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun, Nov 15&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln, NE @ Knickerbockers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon, Nov 16&lt;br /&gt;Denver, CO @ Blast-O-Mat &lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;*pizza deal spoken for*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed, Nov 18&lt;br /&gt;Reno, NV @ TBA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thu, Nov 19&lt;br /&gt;San Francisco, CA @ Sub-Mission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri, Nov 20&lt;br /&gt;Fresno, CA @ The CYC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat, Nov 21&lt;br /&gt;Anaheim, CA @ Chain Reaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun, Nov 22&lt;br /&gt;Riverside, CA @ Pharaoh's Den&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon, Nov 23&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix, AZ @ The Phix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue, Nov 24&lt;br /&gt;Midland, TX @ The Ground Floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed, Nov 25&lt;br /&gt;San Antonio, TX @ Ten Eleven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thu, Nov 26&lt;br /&gt;Corpus Christi, TX @ Zero's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat, Nov 28&lt;br /&gt;Jacksonville, FL @ The Pit &lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;*pizza deal spoken for*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun, Nov 29&lt;br /&gt;Lake Worth, FL @ Club Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon, Nov 30&lt;br /&gt;Tampa, FL @ Transitions Art Gallery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue, Dec 01&lt;br /&gt;Atlanta, GA @ PS Warehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed, Dec 02&lt;br /&gt;East Ridge, TN @ The Warehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thu, Dec 03&lt;br /&gt;Louisvlle, KY @ Skull Alley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri, Dec 04&lt;br /&gt;Harrisonburg, VA @ Festival Conference &amp;amp; Student Center &lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;FREE SHOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun, Dec 06&lt;br /&gt;Worcester, MA @ London Billiards (Club Oasis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-898464855974518103?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/898464855974518103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/10/nov-10th-dec-6th.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/898464855974518103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/898464855974518103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/10/nov-10th-dec-6th.html' title='Nov. 10th - Dec. 6th'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SuIQJtfUtjI/AAAAAAAAAGI/95ms27x0MUg/s72-c/outbreaktour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-510061403929781043</id><published>2009-10-11T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T12:06:21.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Overdue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/StIf8j5bwgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/WqhUhSO1D1Y/s1600-h/10321_1242140250889_1150821603_733600_695713_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/StIf8j5bwgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/WqhUhSO1D1Y/s320/10321_1242140250889_1150821603_733600_695713_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391406829204652546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are always moving forward or setting us backward in some sort of fashion, after all that is life right? Well this picture sums up me getting a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McGyver&lt;/span&gt; on the Nugget. We were driving north on our way to Winnipeg when we had to pull over because something was scrapping underneath the van. I was just oping that it was the muffler because well we can deal with the loud noise and not miss any shows and spend money we don't have.  So we pull off onto the side of the road and jump out of the van to check to see what the issue is, and I guessed it the muffler was dragging. Waiting for the muffler to cool, we see this older couple also pulled off the road smoking a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cigarette&lt;/span&gt; and they decide to notify us "oh yeah you've been dragging that for a longtime". Thanks for letting us know something we figured out on our own, could of used some help before hand though. Once the muffler is cooled I use some of Eric's old bass strings and tie up the muffler so it no longer will drag on the ground. As I'm taking on this task and under the van some of the other guys decided to play kick the water bottle around while I'm under the van. As I'm finishing up a knot on the bass strings I get a water bottle kicked into my temple. Great timing and a wonderful shot, needless to say I yelled because a) it fucking hurt and b) I couldn't move when I got hit. Finished the knot and finished up that process. The strings are still holding the muffler up and the nugget is still cruising along just fine for our liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been playing some new spots on this tour and that's always exciting for me, I like seeing what and how people react with each other in different communities. We played this house show in Boise, Idaho and it was pretty funny to me. You could tell that the people at the show felt so awkward being there, in my eyes if that's the case break the wall down. It doesn't have to be nail biting silence and nerves, you don't have to always try and impress people with who you know and what new bands your into. Let that guard down and just be for a moment or two, it'll make things less tense in the long run. So I found that very interesting and we also ate some of the best pesto pasta ever that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seattle and Vancouver were both collectively awesome, in Seattle we got to see and hang with so many friends. It seriously feels like home on the West coast. Mighty O Donuts, WOW bubble tea, and quality people made it just a wonderful time. Plus the show was fucking great. Also after show siting of Jeffery Ross( that comedian on Comedy Central). As we shredded down to California and met up with &lt;a href="http://wearedangers.com/"&gt;Dangers&lt;/a&gt; for a few shows I got excited. They are seriously one of the best bands playing hardcore music right now. The new songs they have are great, keep an eye out for that record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've come across an issue at two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; shows on this tour. The excessive drunk dude. What do you do when there is someone getting into your band, but in a very destructive manner. Bumping into/ knocking over gear and smashing into you as well over and over again. After some verbal warnings and so forth where do you go from there? Where is the line we draw in order not to be a dick, but still want people to enjoy what we're doing. I feel like the responsibility isn't just on the band our the people doing the shows. If you don't want security at shows then we have to be the security. If you see someone being a total annoyance, maybe we collectively take care of it. Both times on this tour it's gotten physical and that just bums me out. I guess this will always be something we have to deal with, but we should be able to find a middle ground. Excitement doesn't mean we disrespect and break a bands expensive gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently in St. Louis, Missouri hanging at Tony from The Effort's place. It's been a pretty chill day which is nice. Watching football and eating food, I can't really complain at all because well I love football and food. Plus last night we explored this crazy City Museum complex. It was pretty amazing, they created this park out of scrap from all around St. Louis and they had planes, buses, crazy slides, and wild spots to crawl through. It was awesome! So much fun, plus we snuck in so that makes it even more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-510061403929781043?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/510061403929781043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/10/long-overdue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/510061403929781043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/510061403929781043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/10/long-overdue.html' title='Long Overdue'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/StIf8j5bwgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/WqhUhSO1D1Y/s72-c/10321_1242140250889_1150821603_733600_695713_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-4835208302819733841</id><published>2009-09-23T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T10:31:38.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Srpbb6f4JiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/lCBd3qTrj4Y/s1600-h/8917_136135104810_591884810_2584738_1082761_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Srpbb6f4JiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/lCBd3qTrj4Y/s320/8917_136135104810_591884810_2584738_1082761_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384716839592404514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I had forgotten my camera until two days ago, not that I'd be going crazy with it, but since I've already lost an ipod and am without that I need to fill my technological void with something right? Well now that I have it I may just put it to more good use than previously sitting in a small pocket of my shoulder bag. As I wait for people to finish showering I figured I would throw up a quick update, It'll be the first time we've really had access to the internet and time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we have been loudly chuggin along in the Nugget the past 6 days now and well she's starting to get louder. I hope she holds together for this tour, I think she'll get through because I have some love there. She's made it this far and has gone 205,000 miles that's a hell of a lot longer than I ever expected her to last. The pillow palace has been a great addition to the riding in the Nugget, plenty of laying down and leg room, this is what happens when you don't bring anyone on tour with you, you have some extra room. But then again you have to do everything else the other person would, like merch, loading in and out, driving, organizing our messy lives, you know that sort of thing. Somehow we can manage ourselves though and it's going pretty well. Sure I may have to do merch covered in my own sweat and have to sit through bands that need to practice a lot more, but hey I could be home laying in bed listening to Frat parties out of my window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had the chance to hit some awesome new spot's on this tour so far and we are excited about that. It's nice to play new places you've never been and have people excited that you came. So I would like to thank those wonderful people and places without naming them, well because you can check our tour poster and do the checking yourself. I will say this we did get to hit up the Shedd Aquarium in Chicago for free, our pal Pat hooked us up with that. How could we say no to that? We arrived with plenty of time to walk around and checkout all of the sea/ocean/river/amazon life we could want and still have time for the Dolphin show. I got to see some crazy seahorses and my favorite of the day was the river otter, to bad their was only one because I think if their was another that would make them a lot happier. So a part of me was a bit bummed about that at times, but I tried to not let it sour my experience. Aquatic life was pretty cool although the Dolphin show was lame, I'm very glad that I didn't spend any money on it, because if I had I would have been furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost lost my sacred Rochester Red Wings hat in Milwaukee. I left it hanging on a fence outside the venue after we played and I was changing out of my sweaty show clothes, hopped in the van and took off. I realized later that I left my hat hanging on the fence, I said fuck it we'll go back tomorrow morning and see if it' still there. If it was cool if not, oh well, chalk it up to another thing I've lost on tour. But it so happened that as we pulled around the corner of the venue my hat was still on the fence where I left it and I was really happy. I know it's a dirty peace of shit, but I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Winnipeg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-4835208302819733841?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/4835208302819733841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-i-thought-i-had-forgotten-my-camera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/4835208302819733841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/4835208302819733841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-i-thought-i-had-forgotten-my-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Srpbb6f4JiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/lCBd3qTrj4Y/s72-c/8917_136135104810_591884810_2584738_1082761_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-2267850041232674132</id><published>2009-09-04T10:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:26:04.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U.S Tour. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SqFKDCRbBCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0WFuVUaA_CM/s1600-h/l_8c122cc9cfe2410e8f98d0c719f48b58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SqFKDCRbBCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0WFuVUaA_CM/s320/l_8c122cc9cfe2410e8f98d0c719f48b58.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377660846067090466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I didn't update much from Europe. Not as much access to the internet as I thought I might have. So I wasn't able to give you all the juicy details while on the road over there. I will say this, we had a blast despite having to cancel some shows because of border crossings and impossible drives, and we got some shows canceled on us as well which sucked, but we tried to make the best of any situation given to us. The Balance guys are a bunch of sweethearts and were very kind to us the whole tour, so I'm glad we got to meet and become friends with those guys. We also meet a ton of wonderful people from all over Europe, people that housed us, cooked us food, played tour guides, so many gracious smiles we can't thank you enough. So in between getting really sun burnt to the point of sun poisoning and spending 30plus hours in a van on a certain drive, plus some other long haul drives our spirits weren't broken to bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate plenty of Falafal, some good some awful, I ate plenty of bread and drank lot's of water. The rest of my band ate more vegan food than they were used to normally. Mushrooms were picked out of meals so I could eat. No big allergy flare ups. We got to hang with our friends from home a few times, Outrage, The Effort, On, Trash Talk, Polar Bear Club, and Wait In Vain. I will say this, that new Outrage is damn awesome and I want that band to conquer the world ASAP. We got to play with some sweet bands like Oathbreaker, True Colors, and Rythem To The Madness to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with the very condensed Europe wrap up comes the new found U.S tour we are about to embark on. We are back in Providence,RI for a short time and hit the road again very soon. Come hangout if we are in your neck of the woods, We will actually have our new LP with us this tour, very happy about that. We will be using our own gear and I have lot's of hope that our van "The Nugget" will make it the whole tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to work on some new interviews and put them up, until then I'll update from the U.S tour more frequently most likely do to WIFI and more accessable connections to this wonderful technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I got to swim in Europe alot and I was very happy about that. Thanks for all the sick oceans and lakes, plus the fucking bath house in Budapest, Hungary. See you again soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-2267850041232674132?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/2267850041232674132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/09/us-tour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/2267850041232674132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/2267850041232674132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/09/us-tour.html' title='U.S Tour. . .'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SqFKDCRbBCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0WFuVUaA_CM/s72-c/l_8c122cc9cfe2410e8f98d0c719f48b58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-3926589166321313305</id><published>2009-08-01T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:37:41.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe 2009 post #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SnTPN1vM7VI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Krsf8q3ZCig/s1600-h/IMG_3126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SnTPN1vM7VI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Krsf8q3ZCig/s320/IMG_3126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365140892775411026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're in Europe, Currently in a town outside of Ipswich, England staying with some suckers. They told us we smell like feet, but hey hat do you expect from 9 guy's in a van, although it is only day 2 of playing shows. Eric decided to purchase this awesome hat for this tour, sometimes I forget he's wearing it and I'll just start laughing. So good! The Balance guys are stand up dudes, stoked to be sharing a van with a bunch of nice swedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in the red light district in Antwerp, Belgium that was pretty interesting and entertaining in some regards. We had balcony access so we got to watch some action from above and we got some snears from the ladies. One woman of the night yelled to us " This is not a cinema!" We didn't think of anything snappy to say until after the fact. It's just totally wild being in a a different country and they view sex as something total acceptable even if you pay for it. Just makes you think and wonder about how we Americans do things. I don't know it's always nice challenging your own thought's on things espcially when you're surrounded by it. Well thats about it for now. Who know's when I'll have access to the net again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-3926589166321313305?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/3926589166321313305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/08/were-in-europe-currently-in-town.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/3926589166321313305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/3926589166321313305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/08/were-in-europe-currently-in-town.html' title='Europe 2009 post #1'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SnTPN1vM7VI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Krsf8q3ZCig/s72-c/IMG_3126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-6682367592943452525</id><published>2009-07-27T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:14:58.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Europa Tour 09'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Sm5C8O1_j6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MNTdwy35QAA/s1600-h/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Sm5C8O1_j6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MNTdwy35QAA/s320/-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363297808788983714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We embark on another tour this Wednesday, our first time heading over to Europe together. We'll be raging with &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/balancestraightedge"&gt;Balance&lt;/a&gt; who are from Sweden. I'm excited to meet those guys and hopefully become great friends. I know Soul Control has toured Europe before, but not with this group of guys in the band, so I'm really excited to be apart of this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan and I are also moving out of our house this month and well it's a pain in the ass trying to get everything together. I'll be pretty much homeless until Nov. because I can't afford to pay rent while we're going to be gone and well one less expense to worry about really. It's a kind of freeing situation really. Plenty of great friends have offered me their couches in the mean time, so thank you so much to everyone. Also my friend Melanie is letting me store my meager amount of things in her basement so I'm very grateful for that. Honestly without our support network of friends I don't know where I or this band would be, so thank you to everyone who has really gone above and beyond for us, we really do appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are the dates for our Europe trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EUROPE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all shows with BALANCE (SWE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31/7 BE Antwerpen @ Den Eglantier&lt;br /&gt;1/8  UK Ipswich @ The Rose and Crown&lt;br /&gt;2/8  UK Sheffield @ Upperthorpe Hotel&lt;br /&gt;3/8  UK Stoke on Trent @ Harry's Bar&lt;br /&gt;4/8  UK Nothingham @ The Old Angel&lt;br /&gt;5/8  UK London @ Grosvenor&lt;br /&gt;6/8  BE Izegem @ Didi's Kot&lt;br /&gt;7/8  BE Ghent @ Frontline (W/ DYS)&lt;br /&gt;8/8  GE Wolfsburg @ Jugendhaus Ost&lt;br /&gt;9/8  GE Hamburg @ Hafenklang&lt;br /&gt;10/8 SWE Malmo @ Utkanten&lt;br /&gt;11/8 SWE Goteborg @ Nortgarten&lt;br /&gt;12/8 NO Oslo&lt;br /&gt;13/8 NO Stavanger @ Kvitsøygata 25,&lt;br /&gt;14/8 SWE Lindesberg @ Musikhuset&lt;br /&gt;16/8 POL Warsaw @ CDQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17/8 NEED HELP EMAIL stief@poweredrecords.com TO BOOK US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18/8 SLO Kosice @ T klub&lt;br /&gt;19/8 UKR Kyiv @ Sokol Café&lt;br /&gt;20/8 HU Zamárdi @ Közösségi Ház @ Rise Fest&lt;br /&gt;21/8 AU Vienna @ Centro Once!&lt;br /&gt;22/8 GE Hohenstein-ernsthal  @ Voice Of Art festival&lt;br /&gt;23/8 GE Bochum @ Zwischenfall @ Light's Out Fest&lt;br /&gt;25/8 SP Madrid @ Barracudas&lt;br /&gt;26/8 PO Porto @ Pin Up Bar&lt;br /&gt;27/8 PO Faro @ A.R.C.M.&lt;br /&gt;28/8 FR Angers  @ T’es Rock Coco&lt;br /&gt;29/8 BE Ieper @ Ieperfest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to Rage!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-6682367592943452525?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/6682367592943452525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/07/europa-tour-09.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6682367592943452525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6682367592943452525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/07/europa-tour-09.html' title='Europa Tour 09&apos;'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Sm5C8O1_j6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MNTdwy35QAA/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-4882920245939169561</id><published>2009-07-15T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:53:56.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark Bronzino of Seasick &amp; ANS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Sl4zy3NfyfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_6ktSwKs6zA/s1600-h/l_09d5125b88294787b3cb1f8d867fb3c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Sl4zy3NfyfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_6ktSwKs6zA/s320/l_09d5125b88294787b3cb1f8d867fb3c0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358777555524504050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;Mark and I got to meet when we were both raging in different rock outfits. Since then we've kept in contact through some form or another. I would like to think that we are friends and well when we talk it's usually about girls or punk. Both which beat us up pretty bad, but it's an addiction that we both can't shake really. In all honesty Mark is a very down to earth and compassionate person and I'm lucky enough to call him my friend. He shreds the axe in &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/seasick"&gt;Seasick&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/ans"&gt;ANS&lt;/a&gt;, So this is kind of a twofer. Go see one of his punk ensembles on your this summer while you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- How can a normal day of tour be described for you? Please describe&lt;br /&gt;Seasick and ANS differences. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a day on the road is pretty normal for both seasick and ANS. wake up&lt;br /&gt;on someones floor or couch that probably smells like cats or punks,&lt;br /&gt;then start driving for about an hour before buying some chips or some&lt;br /&gt;sort of "this happens to be" vegan filth that you find in rest stops&lt;br /&gt;for breakfast. get back in the van and drive for a few more hours, get&lt;br /&gt;to the show, load in, play as hard as you can, load out. then drive to&lt;br /&gt;the sleeping spot, maybe cook ourselves dinner then hang for a bit&lt;br /&gt;before sleeping under a table or on a blow up mattress next to the&lt;br /&gt;bass player. repeat.&lt;br /&gt;last summer on ANS tour we wrote our new LP and splits in the van and&lt;br /&gt;thats sort of started a trend for all of my subsequent touring. on&lt;br /&gt;this seasick tour we are going to be (finally) writing our lp, then on&lt;br /&gt;the following ANS tour we will be writing our splits with ramming&lt;br /&gt;speed and the rats from sweden. the biggest difference between touring&lt;br /&gt;in the two bands is seasick usually wants to stop at cool vegan&lt;br /&gt;restaurants and record stores while ANS usually wants to check out the&lt;br /&gt;rad local skate spot. both bands enjoy partying quite a bit, but we&lt;br /&gt;arent lucky enough nor do we have enough free time to "party all the&lt;br /&gt;time" like eddie murphy's girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- What role do you play when it comes to the band while on the road?&lt;br /&gt;I.E organizer, song writer, motivator, money man. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i would like to think that everyone in both of the touring bands i am&lt;br /&gt;in pulls their own weight while on the road. i play a part in booking&lt;br /&gt;the tours and writing the songs in both bands, but everyone does their&lt;br /&gt;fair share and we try to rotate responsibilities and distribute them&lt;br /&gt;equally or to everyones ability/ time schedule. on seasick's european&lt;br /&gt;tour i ended up having my passport copied and signing things when it&lt;br /&gt;was time to get paid at state sponsored youth centers a few times.&lt;br /&gt;that was really strange for us because we almost always get paid with&lt;br /&gt;some sweaty bills and coins blended in with one or two guitar picks&lt;br /&gt;handed to us in a man's top hat. one time in virginia we got paid in&lt;br /&gt;pretzels with peanut butter in the middle... delicious! don't worry&lt;br /&gt;kids they were vegan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- How fast does it take for the van to smell bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;as soon as seasick gets in the van and gore rips one of his classic&lt;br /&gt;potato chip farts (the kind one can only produce from a crude vegan&lt;br /&gt;diet of lays classic original and cola), the tour stench begins.&lt;br /&gt;however on ANS tour the van usually smells already, having just been&lt;br /&gt;abused by seasick or whatever foreign crust band joe decides he wants&lt;br /&gt;to be seen with that month. on the rare occasions we enter a clean&lt;br /&gt;van, its usually within three days of not showering and hours upon&lt;br /&gt;hours of intense driving and listening to power violence that ANS&lt;br /&gt;makes quite a foul smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Can you explain the appeal of getting in a smelly van and sleeping&lt;br /&gt;on floors to some that might not get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;unfortunately i can not. my family thinks im crazy because i dont make&lt;br /&gt;any money (in fact i lose lots on every tour!) and who wants to sleep&lt;br /&gt;in a basement filled with rats, old pornography and used needles if&lt;br /&gt;they can avoid it? i guess the best explanation i could give someone&lt;br /&gt;is that this is my life, and this is what i have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- Most random person you've met while on tour? I.E bumping into&lt;br /&gt;someone from home, celebrities and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;in amsterdam seasick ran into a bar tender at the club we played who&lt;br /&gt;was wearing a fun ghouls shirt (local new brunswick misfits cover&lt;br /&gt;band). i had to ask about the shirt, and it turns out he was also from&lt;br /&gt;new brunswick and used to play in SLAW (local new brunswick punk band)&lt;br /&gt;and i think johnny hot dog and the condiments (pre-ergs). it was&lt;br /&gt;strange being that far from home and meeting someone who was from our&lt;br /&gt;town. he was also very nice. i would say he was the most random person&lt;br /&gt;ive met, next to of course the dude we thought we killed in california&lt;br /&gt;on seasick/ ANS tour. but thats a whole other story for another&lt;br /&gt;time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-4882920245939169561?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/4882920245939169561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/07/mark-bronzino-of-seasick-ans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/4882920245939169561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/4882920245939169561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/07/mark-bronzino-of-seasick-ans.html' title='Mark Bronzino of Seasick &amp; ANS'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Sl4zy3NfyfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_6ktSwKs6zA/s72-c/l_09d5125b88294787b3cb1f8d867fb3c0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-1886469523968251261</id><published>2009-07-02T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:13:17.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danielle Allen of Offsides</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Sk1Jdfb6wGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3lm2CtOzk0/s1600-h/l_26593ec12a8b4223aab4914daa4a3295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Sk1Jdfb6wGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3lm2CtOzk0/s320/l_26593ec12a8b4223aab4914daa4a3295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354016303017017442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/offsidesct"&gt;Offsides&lt;/a&gt; is a fast hardcore band from Ct. and Fl. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;respectively&lt;/span&gt;. I've had the chance to get to know Danielle recently and since they're out on tour right now I decided to send her some questions. It's always funny to see or hear what touring is like from different bands. Not one band will do or act the same as another and that's what keeps me excited about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;interviewing&lt;/span&gt; bands about tour, plus half of tour is about the stories we encounter and people we meet. Enjoy and go checkout Offsides if they come close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- What are three of your biggest pet peeves while you are on tour? (this can include things from shows, band members, van, other bands)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to convince people that I am in a band and not just some girl along for the ride or trying to get in free to their show. Bands that don’t watch the other bands, especially at a show where only a handful of kids show up. Smoking in venues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Do you have any tips for other vocalist that tour on how to not blow out their voice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you are using a PA that just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t cut it, don’t try and yell to be heard. It is the main way I always blow out my voice and every time I should know better. Throat coat tea is also the best measure for keeping what is left of your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- What do you think the biggest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;misconception&lt;/span&gt; of being in a touring band is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That tour is one giant party. People don’t realize that while it is a blast, the majority of the time you are dirty, hungry and stressed on money (which is something you see little of while on tour). You drive hundreds of miles to play shows where sometimes no one cares that you are playing, then get to sleep in your smelly, hot van and wake up to do it again. I guess all of that is part of the charm and challenge that makes me love it, but in the end tour is not the all hours &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rager&lt;/span&gt; people think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- What are some ground rules you have set with the band while on tour? I.E phone use while driving, what happens on tour stays on tour, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;merch&lt;/span&gt; trades and so forth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Always give me a heads up before you get naked. This is usually done by someone saying “If you want to see me naked look over here right now” or “Getting’ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nake&lt;/span&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not eat other people’s food (that’s a law, not a rule).&lt;br /&gt;3. Don’t drink the rest of someone’s “apple juice”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- Sketchiest place you've had to sleep at on tour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During our tour last summer, we had a show in the Midwest and had a ridiculous drive ahead of us. It was one of those staggering drives where just looking at the map is giving you cabin fever. We made the choice to drive after the show as far as we could before being too tired to continue and then just find a place to sleep. A quick fact about our bands is that we can sleep anywhere, and have done so, without complaining. We sleep on cement, sitting straight up in the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;uncomfortable&lt;/span&gt; chairs, wherever. Anyone that has ever toured knows that driving at night after driving all day and playing a show sucks. Everyone is tired, sweaty, and usually smells like a men’s locker room. Around 3AM, Matt, the singer of No Harm Done, decides this is the end of tonight’s journey and we needed to get some sleep. We pulled into what appeared to be a closed down steak house. Our van, at the time, was a conversion van with seven seats, four of them being captains chairs. There were seven of us in the van, so we decided that some of us would just sleep outside. We filed out, laid out our tarp, and started to get some sleep. We laid out, looking at the stars and enjoying the cool night air and realized there was something amiss with our cool night’s air. We look around and realize there is a full grease trap very near where we are laying. The air was thick with the scent of thousands of old steaks, burgers and whatever other animals were being fried at this restaurant. After getting a few hours of sleep, I awoke to the sound of a car engine roaring into the parking lot and a fellow with some very heavy boots making his way into the steakhouse. In my sleepy state, I was able to also realize my sleeping bag was moist. It was drizzling and we were all just getting soaked. I rolled over and tapped Charles, our guitarist, to tell him someone just showed up and I think we should probably head out. He rolls over, half asleep and really not listening, and tells me “It’s just rain. Stop being a girl. Just go back to sleep.” I tug my sleeping bag up over my head and drift back to sleep. A few hours after that, I am woken up again, but by a much more urgent sound. An enormous crash comes down and wakes up everyone. A garbage truck is just feet away from us emptying the dumpsters. I poke my head all the way out of the sleeping back to take stock of the situation and see a gathering of leather-clad bikers and some cooks, complete with bloody aprons, giving us the eye from not too far away. They are discussing something together and I feel this is probably a good time to go. I jumped up, got everyone up and we broke down camp and headed off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-1886469523968251261?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/1886469523968251261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/07/danielle-allen-of-offsides.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/1886469523968251261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/1886469523968251261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/07/danielle-allen-of-offsides.html' title='Danielle Allen of Offsides'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Sk1Jdfb6wGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3lm2CtOzk0/s72-c/l_26593ec12a8b4223aab4914daa4a3295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-2701771179422509771</id><published>2009-06-28T13:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:24:11.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rounders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SkfRCs9LU6I/AAAAAAAAAE4/yBvQxsh4lNg/s1600-h/3188306177_1de9bf77dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SkfRCs9LU6I/AAAAAAAAAE4/yBvQxsh4lNg/s320/3188306177_1de9bf77dd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352476526510822306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another tour ends :(. &lt;a href="www.myspace.com/rottingouthc"&gt;Rotting Out&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="www.myspace.com/backtrackny"&gt;Backtrack&lt;/a&gt; have been awesome, tour has been alot of fun with these fools. We crammed Ten motherfuckers in one 15 passenger van. If anyone has done any touring you know what kind of situation that might lead into, oh yeah no trailer.  Tonight we play our last show in Providence,RI. I can't say enough good thing's about the Rotting Out Crew great kids, great band. Kids are starting to come around, it's fucking great to watch it happen. I didn't post about this tour much, just not enough internet access and well to busy hanging hard. Whether it was at some crusty party or raging hard in a river in Alabama. Things needed to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-2701771179422509771?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/2701771179422509771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/06/rounders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/2701771179422509771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/2701771179422509771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/06/rounders.html' title='Rounders'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SkfRCs9LU6I/AAAAAAAAAE4/yBvQxsh4lNg/s72-c/3188306177_1de9bf77dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-3294931334636628880</id><published>2009-06-03T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:23:49.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex Kerns Drummer/ Vocalist of Lemuria and Art Of The Underground head honc</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Sib0z0j1vsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IUIb1a5BBqs/s1600-h/l_f507ea361f00469a8228dd807b7ac00f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Sib0z0j1vsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IUIb1a5BBqs/s320/l_f507ea361f00469a8228dd807b7ac00f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343227179041144514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've had the pleasure to be in contact with Alex over a certian number of years. Him living in Buffalo, NY and me living in Rochester, NY we ran into each other pretty often. Alex has always been a very sincere and hard working individual within the Buffalo hardcore/punk community, whether he was booking shows, running/owning a record store/ venue, playing in bands. SO with Alex being a very passionate and genuine punk I thought it would be great to ask hime some questions about tour life. Alex still keeps himself insanely busy with &lt;a href="www.myspace.com/lemuria"&gt;Lemuria&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="www.artoftheunderground.com"&gt;Art Of The Underground Records&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- You've been in a few different types of bands, all based in the D.I.Y ethic, what is one of the most rewarding parts of being in a touring D.I.Y band at this point in time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;- It's a very rewarding feeling when you arrive to a city that you've never lived in and you feel at ease, and nobody treats you like a stranger because you've been rolling through frequently.  Every band I've played in fits into a different sub-genre of punk which makes booking shows for my current band very interesting because we play poppy indie tunes and we'll be on the same show with brutal grind, folk punk and youth crew bands.  It definitely helps the shows on tour feel less monotonous and it helps me stay connected and up to date on what is occurring in the DIY scene at the moment.  &lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Besides playing shows what else do you look forward to on tour?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;- Everyone in the band is always concerned about what they're going to order at our favorite restaurants in each city.  Do we play it safe and get what we always get because we can only get it once a year and we know we love it, or do we take a risk and try something new.  Any opportunity to visit regional historic sites is a bonus.  I'm always curious to become acquainted with local dialect and slang.  For example, in Wisconsin "bubbler" is another word for a drinking fountain.  Then again, somebody could've totally been pulling my chain.  &lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- What is the longest streak you have gone without changing your clothes while on the road?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;-  I think the first tour I ever went on back when I was playing in The Young Ones I might have went the whole month without changing anything but my underwear.  I was 16 at the time.  It's now a decade later and my social skills have developed a little to recognize what the dirty looks in the van mean.  &lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- So Lemuria has gotten to be a part of some pretty wild fest's in the recent years, what is one that stands out in your mind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;-  The Fest in Gainesville, FL is always one of my favorite weekends of the year.  People from all over the world travel to it, and you can't take more than a dozen steps without running into somebody you want to catch up with.  Berea Fest is also a good time, which is right out side of Cleveland.  It's always the pinnacle of my summer.  This is For You Fest is excellent because it refreshes me on today's best hardcore.  I'm looking forward to this years Best Friends Day in Richmond because I think we're playing the day that is actually at a waterpark, which will be pretty unreal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;5- The day before tour, what's that like for you? Can you describe it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;-  It's terrible.  That was actually yesterday for me.  I run a record label called Art of the Underground and it's almost impossible for me to ever completely catch up on everything that I need to accomplish with it before I abandon it for the month.  I always have somebody help with the mailorder aspect while I'm gone, which means I actually have to organize the distro in a catalog system that any person walking into it could understand.  I always want to catch up with my friends before I leave, but really all I have on my mind is a checklist of tasks where every time I cross one out, I think of two more to write down.  Then I get in the van and I remember, "oh shit, i forgot...ah, fuck it".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-3294931334636628880?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/3294931334636628880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/06/alex-kerns-drummer-vocalist-of-lemuria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/3294931334636628880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/3294931334636628880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/06/alex-kerns-drummer-vocalist-of-lemuria.html' title='Alex Kerns Drummer/ Vocalist of Lemuria and Art Of The Underground head honc'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/Sib0z0j1vsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IUIb1a5BBqs/s72-c/l_f507ea361f00469a8228dd807b7ac00f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-6451331858322841942</id><published>2009-05-07T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:18:18.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insight. . .</title><content type='html'>Wondering why I didn't update on tour? Didn't think so, anyway. Downtime, wasn't available which I'm fine with. So in that case thing's must have been crazy, awesome, wild, stories galore? Not really. Tour was cool, I'd rather be on out on the mistress that has more holes than swiss than at home sitting in my room eating cookies and vanilla soy delicous by myself. Everything before the Burning Fight show was good, nothing great, but good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/108music"&gt;108&lt;/a&gt; was great everynight, so much energy and passion within that band. &lt;a href="www.myspace.com/irisehc"&gt;I Rise&lt;/a&gt; with yet another new line-up but this seems to be the one for now, I hope they stick. Sounded better than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicago and Burning Fight was magical. I can't really shed much more light on it. I got to see Unbroken, the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also jumped on a Bane show the next day in Indy, IN. That was a lot of fun then we drove home to start recording.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-6451331858322841942?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/6451331858322841942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/05/insight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6451331858322841942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6451331858322841942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/05/insight.html' title='Insight. . .'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-2046555235000782212</id><published>2009-04-20T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:45:34.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan Patterson of Coliseum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SewiNjYA2HI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DP6NvZj_ADY/s1600-h/613190916_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SewiNjYA2HI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DP6NvZj_ADY/s320/613190916_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326670075502057586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;Ryan at first is a very intimidating figure. Black Clothes, gnarly beard, southern accent, and just his very confident stature. I've gotten to know Ryan a little bit through the years and he is one of the most honest and forthright people and I love that about him. I know I won't get some bullshit answer from him, he doesn't need to beat around any bush and he's not trying to win any dick measuring contests. He also happens to be in one great hardcore/punk band called &lt;a href="www.myspace.com/coliseum"&gt;Coliseum&lt;/a&gt;. Ryan also manages &lt;a href="www.myspace.com/auxiliaryrecords"&gt;Auxiliary Records&lt;/a&gt; and does a hell of a lot of design work for all of your favorite bands. To keep up with Ryan stop by and checkout his &lt;a href="http://theauxblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; that he updates with pretty awesome &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;introspection's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on releases he's been involved with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You've actively been touring in band's for a decent amount of time now, what has changed for you when you first started getting into that van 10 years, and getting into the van now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Things have gotten easier overall, although there are still struggles. I have more responsibilities at home and the biggest difference for me now is that I don’t tour to escape, I tour because I love it and because it’s what I do with my life... It’s much harder to leave now since I own a home and have a great life with my girlfriend there, but it’s what I do and that’s that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- You start getting sick on tour what is your solution to get better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Generally, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Emergen&lt;/span&gt;-C every day, as much fruit as possible, lots of rest... But it’s hard. I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; had a number of little issues that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t have been a big deal at home, but on tour things get bad quickly and I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; had to visit immediate care locations on the road... Which is inconvenient and expensive.&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Coliseum has been on some pretty diverse tours, one wonders how you transition yourself mentally from playing on the floor to 60 people in a community center, to 500 at a club? Do you have a different mental &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;preperation&lt;/span&gt; before these different types of shows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; It’s more or less the same. The number of people matters less than the willingness of the audience to be excited and engaged by the show. The vibe is impossible to define, but it is what makes a show good or bad for me. The amount of space on the stage makes a big difference in terms of how you handle yourself, monitors and PA’s can be very helpful or extremely difficult... I actually find big club tours with a package of bands to be pretty relaxing, there’s less pressure and things generally run very smoothly. It’s not as fun as, say, the recent Converge / Ceremony / Coliseum / Rise And Fall / Pulling Teeth tour where you’re psyched for every band and it’s small venues that are packed to the gills... But it’s also cool to play early on a metal tour then leave the venue, go eat and see a movie, then come back and the headliner is still playing. It makes for an almost normal life within the confines of a long tour.&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-tour rituals? Do you make a list and check items off or do you just wing it and hope for the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; There’s all the usual crap... Printing tour books, making sure all the gear is in order, making sure the van upkeep is good, ordering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;merch&lt;/span&gt;, etc. Most of this is pretty much second nature at this point. I write lists to remember the other small details, but for the most part remember all the little things I need to pack or just leave them in my bag from the last tour. My one and only superstitious thing that I always have to do is bring along a Mickey Mouse pillowcase that I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; had since I was a baby. It has been on every single tour I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; ever done and I don’t leave home without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- You play with some random touring bands when you’re on the road you realize that they just don't get it, do you placate them and try to ease out of the situation after they say "Hey man, that was an awesome set. We should play some shows together" or are you honest about not being into their band and you really don't want to tour with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t really happen that often... The dreaded “let’s trade shirts” thing happens and if we’re not into it we just tell them we can’t do it. I generally don’t get into conversations like that luckily. If I tell a band I like them or would like to tour with them, it’s absolutely sincere. I do my best to never say anything I don’t mean, I don’t bullshit a band and tell them I thought they were great if I don’t like it. On the other hand, I don’t go out of my way to bring anyone down either, just because I don’t like it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t mean it’s not valid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-2046555235000782212?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/2046555235000782212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/04/ryan-patterson-of-coliseum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/2046555235000782212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/2046555235000782212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/04/ryan-patterson-of-coliseum.html' title='Ryan Patterson of Coliseum'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SewiNjYA2HI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DP6NvZj_ADY/s72-c/613190916_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-7694014135491807408</id><published>2009-03-22T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:34:26.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Q&amp;A with Zak Drummond formerly of Verse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/ScatmxGMp2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/rpcSN1_TbVk/s1600-h/couch20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/ScatmxGMp2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/rpcSN1_TbVk/s320/couch20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316127291683415906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zak and I used to look lie weirdo brothers, but now we don't. He's a sweet dude, and a sick guitar player. Plays music in some sweet bands. Let' hear what he has to say about some things. Let it Ride. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;div&gt;1- What drives you to play live music in front of people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just really love playing music. Whether I'm in a room with just one other dude just screwing around with riffs or I'm playing a show I'm just happy to be playing. Especially if I get to be really loud.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;2- Do you enjoy playing sober, buzzed, stoned, or wasted more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't have a ton of experience with this but so far I can say that I don't love playing wasted. I did that once and it wasn't sweet. I remember sweating a lot. &lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- What do you normally worry about when you are on tour?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How many days in a row I'm going to eat Taco Bell, how many times I'm going to overdraw my bank account, when and where will I lose my phone charger or wallet and how will I get it back, how many days can I wear the same pair of underwear without feeling like a piece of trash..  you know, usual shit. &lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Did you come across any convicts or Koala's while you were in Australia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Koalas, yes! I held one and it was named Pepsi and that dick tried to steal my glasses but I was too fast for him. Convicts no.. unless those Comeback Kid dudes kept shit from me. Actually wouldn't surprise me: Casey, I'm looking at you. &lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- Your on tour, you arrive at the venue and you have to take a shit, but there is no toilet paper and the bathroom is definitely not shitable, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;From being on tour I've learned to shit practically anywhere. For example we were staying with a girl in Texas and I reaaaaally had to shit. Both of the bathrooms were occupied and I knew there was a roll of toilet paper in the van. I grabbed the roll, leaned against the exterior wall of this house and shit in this poor girl's front yard. I tried to pick as much of it up as I could and I threw it in the neighbor's garbage pail and this doesn't answer your question.. Let's just say I'll do whatever I have to do to shit. Nothing will get in my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-7694014135491807408?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/7694014135491807408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/03/q-with-zak-drummond-formerly-of-verse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/7694014135491807408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/7694014135491807408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/03/q-with-zak-drummond-formerly-of-verse.html' title='Q&amp;A with Zak Drummond formerly of Verse'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/ScatmxGMp2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/rpcSN1_TbVk/s72-c/couch20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-228439842196624186</id><published>2009-03-18T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T17:38:46.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming Tour in April</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SefPksYCWKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mcWkGa2_1Ng/s1600-h/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SefPksYCWKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mcWkGa2_1Ng/s320/-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325453313683118242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul Control w/108&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apr 24 Boston, MA @ ICC Church&lt;br /&gt;Apr 25 NYC, NY @ Santos Party House&lt;br /&gt;Apr 26 Doylestown, PA @ The Mooselodge&lt;br /&gt;Apr 27 Baltimore, MD @ Talking Head&lt;br /&gt;Apr 28 Pittsburgh, PA @ Roboto Project&lt;br /&gt;Apr 29 Toronto ON, Canada @ Adrift Clubhouse&lt;br /&gt;Apr 30 Romeo, MI @ Static Age&lt;br /&gt;May 01 Cincinnati, OH @ Warsaw Arena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 02 Burning Flight Book Release @ Chicago, IL @ Metro&lt;br /&gt;May 03 Burning Flight Book Release @ Chicago, IL @ Metro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="gensmall"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-228439842196624186?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/228439842196624186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/03/upcoming-tour-in-april.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/228439842196624186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/228439842196624186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/03/upcoming-tour-in-april.html' title='Upcoming Tour in April'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SefPksYCWKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mcWkGa2_1Ng/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-6574767471145221383</id><published>2009-02-16T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:37:56.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of 7 weeks. . . 09'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SZmw_MZSIkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AD2eRJrFizU/s1600-h/3285229436_4efb369cc6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SZmw_MZSIkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AD2eRJrFizU/s320/3285229436_4efb369cc6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303464635910988354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Seven weeks in one van we played our final show of toue in Providence, RI. The show was a lot of fun and we are very grateful for all those people for coming out. Thank's to all the band that played with us and helped us out with this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being home from tour is a mix of emotions, for me anyway. It's nice to sleep in a bed and see some friends, but it also means work and some sort of crash back to "real" life. It's bittersweet. I've been spending sometime with friends, but mostly sitting in my room not doing much of anything. I've also been working already, I've only been home for 2 and a half days. That is the life, I've got to pay that rent somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I will say with this group of individuals, I think if we can do this tour without much of any head butting then I think we can a bunch more. It's pretty nice feeling that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-6574767471145221383?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/6574767471145221383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/02/end-of-7-weeks-09.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6574767471145221383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6574767471145221383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/02/end-of-7-weeks-09.html' title='The end of 7 weeks. . . 09&apos;'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SZmw_MZSIkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AD2eRJrFizU/s72-c/3285229436_4efb369cc6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-7223706601849102324</id><published>2009-02-11T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:15:32.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q &amp; A with Eric "Ace" Wallace of On, Black Breath, Get The Most and former guitar shredder of Go It Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SZO9KdEC03I/AAAAAAAAADI/Ic5zz3ncqQ4/s1600-h/l_63a6a6c356d95263f56cd1ccf2c6d736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SZO9KdEC03I/AAAAAAAAADI/Ic5zz3ncqQ4/s320/l_63a6a6c356d95263f56cd1ccf2c6d736.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301789173643137906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I got to know Ace a little better on this current tour so I felt he would have some knowledge to drop so I decided to bring him in on this blog. Everytime we have been in the northwest we crash at his house and well he's been in a few touring bands so he knows whats up. So besides gathering as much gear as he can from craigslist and printing shirts he shreds on his guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="Ih2E3d"&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;1. What keeps pushing you to write and tour in a hardcore band?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for one, hardcore ain't gonna write itself.  Plus constant aversion to having a real "job" and more than $50 in my bank account go well with an insatiable taste for fast music and sleeping on floors.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Ih2E3d"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Biggest miss conception of being in a hardcore band that you have encountered?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That it's cool.  This shit isn't cool, it's just what we do.  Cool would be having a ton of money and blowing it on rad stuff.  You can't get that by playing in a hardcore band.&lt;div class="Ih2E3d"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The item that you will most likely lose on tour?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Towels.  Luckily I figured that out and now just run in place really fast until I'm dry.&lt;div class="Ih2E3d"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you could choose a preferred method of raging for any of your bands what would it be? Diving, Moshing, Fist Pumping, Fist Pumping with Beer in hand, or Singing Along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stage dives for everything.  Hardcore shows, metal shows... stage diving always rules.  Check out old Obituary videos, I think they cover four or five of those options with each hesher that appears on stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Ih2E3d"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is one of your favorite memories that you've had on tour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably one that wouldn't be interesting to read about because I'm not articulate enough to relate its magnitude. Instead, I'll choose one that has proven to be a crowd pleaser.  This one is from the Go It Alone summer 2007 tour, just after we headed north, alone after a three week U.S. tour with Verse, Soul Control, and I Rise:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the ferry rides to and from Newfoundland are 7 hours or so they are fairly expensive, and more expensive depending on how many passengers are in the car.  We had 6 in the van including a roadie, and naturally we were hiding everyone but me.  Ghost riding da whip hadn't been invented yet, so the zero passenger car had yet to come.  The hiding trick had worked well every time in the past, with 100% success rate on the Washington and B.C. ferries, topping out at about 15 hidden people on a bremerton ferry once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The return trip from Newfoundland back to Nova Scotia started like any other.  Everyone got in the back and concealed themselves with sleeping bags, nary a murmur could be detected, and they didn't speak until we were through the queue and I had purchased and handed off the boarding pass.  The boarding pass handoff was critical as it had a oversized, bold 1 in the center, indicating I was alone.  I drove up, paid the lady, and did my best to engage her in a conversation about my dealings on her island.  We concocted this story on the way to the ferry about how I was researching snakes and the trailer was full of instruments such as heart rate monitors and measuring sticks and whatnot, to try and get some amusement out of the otherwise stale interaction we expected to have at this place.  On the way in it got some laughs and a "good luck."  See, the story was funny because it is well known that Newfoundland has no snakes.  She was less receptive to general conversation than the lady at the incoming ticket office on the way into Newfoundland, but she did admit she hated snakes.  I told her I was doing research on snakes in Newfoundland and didn't find shit, and with that I drove on to the next step: agricultural search.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't too worried.  It was a little garage where I pulled up and saw a few officials milling about.  I started to get nervous when I saw them opening the trailer in front of me and poking around, but maintained my cool.  Time to put the lies to the test.  We hadn't been pinched yet, and I wasn't about to deal with that embarassment or paying an extra $100 or more for the added passengers.  An agriculture bro walked up, said hello, and went immediately to the back of the van to opened the door.  We'll call this guy Todd.  Now, there were four benches in the van, and every one of them had someone laying on it, covered with a sleeping bag.  It looked slightly suspicious to say the least.  Todd started to poke around so I jumped out and ran back to distract him, which worked pretty quickly.  I claimed there was nothing back there but the two boxes he could see, and closed up the back.  He wanted to check the trailer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todd wasn't the ripest grape on the vine, so I figured I had the advantage there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What you got in there?" he asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, just some gear."  I wanted to leave my options open.  I opened up one of the trailer's back doors to show him just enough to know it was mostly "plastic and metal" and then closed it back up.  At that point it seemed he was going to pass on a more thorough van search.  We were in the clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yeah, so i'll just take a look in the side door and you can be on your way," said huge-head Todd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked up to the passenger side of the van because luckily it was locked and required my keys to open it.  I positioned myself in between him and the van, figuring my ability to keep him away from the van was going to be the determing factor in whether he found everyone or not.  This was going to be a difficult position to maintain considering his job was to look for plants and animals inside of everything.  After four weeks eating nearly every meal in the van, he would have a lot to keep him occupied. I jiggled the keys in the door (Ace Ventura-style, so as to alert the secret cargo in the van) and kept reassuring him that all I had were trash bags and some cooked food I was planning to eat soon.  Nothing fresh.  No animals.  My heart was racing, partially because I was on the verge of being caught, and partially because I had to think a million miles an hour to try to make everything seem normal while convincing him not to touch the people hiding on the benches inches away from the door.  My pulse is quickening just re-telling this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I opened the door and no pee bottles fell out.  Weird.  I wildly threw up empty paper bags and discarded boxes of potato wedges (or jo-joes depending on where you're from) from the floor thinking it would provide a bit of a smoke screen.  Maybe if he couldn't see past the flying debris and garbage everywhere he wouldn't look any further.  I didn't mention the 10 personal bags and big heaps of body on every bench.  Oh man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point I was still between Todd and the van, but he kept looking over my shoulder with equal parts suspition and curiosity in his eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"There's no people in here right?  Just you?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yep, just me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What's on that bench, under the bag?  That's not a person?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Kari, our roadie, laying on the bench closest to the side door.  Her feet were facing the door, less than arms length from Todd and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh that's nothing," I said as I started to lightly punch her feet, trying to make the pile of bag seem fluffier than it was.  Sleight of hand was all I had going for me because with even the slightest probing of his own, the jig would be up.  While I ruffled her sleeping bag and poked at Kari's feet, Todd was distracted by something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"That one's moving!" he yelled, looking terrified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What?!" I yelled as if he were crazy. "That's not moving."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clearly it was moving.  Russell was breathing and it was all too obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What, yeah!  There it is again!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todd was proving more observant than I had hoped.  I poked at Russell under the sleeping bag as if I didn't know whether there was a person there or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nope, nobody in here.  That's just... I was doing snake research," I explained.  Seemed reasonable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todd snapped back away from me and looked like he saw a ghost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"That's... snakes... you got snakes under there?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No no no!  I don't have any snakes in there!  There aren't any in newfoundland, that's why i'm going home."  Todd had apparently never heard about that.  He looked relieved enough to keep moving with the search, but not enough to let me go.  I had more explaining to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yeah, I have a bunch of equipment in here, for my snake research."  This just seemed to interest him more, but I had to go along with the lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What kinda equipment?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Well, that one is like a uh..."  My mind was racing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"That one is like a blood pressure reader," I said as I grabbed his arm and squeezed, blood pressure-reader style, hoping it would distract him from looking any further.  I was still between him and the bodies on the benches, but he was still looking past me wide-eyed and curious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So it's just you in here?" Todd still needed more convincing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yeah yeah yeah, just me.  I just gotta get this equipment back home."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"There it is again!  It's moving!"  Russell's breathing was escalating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yeah... that one doesn't have an on/off switch and sometimes the equipment just moves on it's own.  I can't turn it off."  It was pretty bad, but he was dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todd started to reach for Russell, and I cut him off again and started poking his leg, trying to ruffle the sleeping bag to conceal his fucking breathing.  But poking him was just making him nervous so he was breathing heavier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yeah, it's all light sensitive, so I gotta keep the equipment covered up."  I was pleased with that one.  Finally, that should back him off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"That's not a person?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todd reached forward and I couldn't really stop him from lifting up the corner of the bag and revealing Russell's shoe and leg.  Todd stepped back a bit and then yanked the sleeping bag off to uncover Russell's whole body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"That's a person!" he exclaimed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh that?  That's just russell.  He's basically a robot."  The guy looked legitimately terrified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Russell faked waking up, sat upright, rubbed his eyes, and asked groggily, "Yo, are we back yet?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No no, we're not even close," I answered as I turned to Todd, trying not to miss a beat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"He's been in a coma!  We've been working so hard and he's just passed out."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todd was frozen with bewilderment and I saw my chance to escape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So am i still gonna make the ferry?!"  I shouted, hoping loud sounds were distraction enough for old Todd, as I slammed the doors on him and my instruments.  Just then another agriculture lady walked up to assess the situation with her co-worker, clearly overhearing my web of lies.  I was already on my way out, and ran around to the driver's side to start up the van as they started talking.  I saw them staring with their mouths open in the side view mirror as I handed off my 'one passenger' boarding pass and got on the ferry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-7223706601849102324?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/7223706601849102324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/02/q-with-eric-ace-wallace-of-on-black.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/7223706601849102324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/7223706601849102324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/02/q-with-eric-ace-wallace-of-on-black.html' title='Q &amp; A with Eric &quot;Ace&quot; Wallace of On, Black Breath, Get The Most and former guitar shredder of Go It Alone'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SZO9KdEC03I/AAAAAAAAADI/Ic5zz3ncqQ4/s72-c/l_63a6a6c356d95263f56cd1ccf2c6d736.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-7233477896397451364</id><published>2009-02-09T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:53:00.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Questions with Dan Bress of Dead Mechanical and formerly of Bad Business</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SZEHZE_BW9I/AAAAAAAAADA/_8j2xGws2gI/s1600-h/1806497674_54238073c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SZEHZE_BW9I/AAAAAAAAADA/_8j2xGws2gI/s320/1806497674_54238073c6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301026363807980498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently in Baltimore,Md at my friend Dan's house. Dan is one of the best guys around and he's been in some amazing bands. He's spent some time on the road so I caught up with him and did a live 1 on 1 with him at his dining room table in his awesome house. Dan currently rages in &lt;a href="www.myspace.com/deadmechanical"&gt;Dead Mechanical&lt;/a&gt; on the bass guitar, check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you first started touring I remember stories of you sleeping in awkward places, what are some of those places?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The infamous one is probably a utility closet in Memphis,TN. Where I slept curled up around a hot water heater while Shawn, Brandon and Jeff went to an abandoned Insane Asylum. I also slept in a closet at Red Tim's girlfriends place, I slept under a pullout sofa mattress in Greenpoint, Ny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did the idea of touring and the actual event of touring correlate at all when you got out on the road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No, the idea of touring is having fun and partying and staying up late, and driving with the wind in your face. But in reality it's not being able to sleep and being hungry, and getting sick, and riding in the van curled up trying to sleep, which makes you anti-social at shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you could pick a time period to be in a touring band what would time would be that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1982 US tour with Minor Threat. 1982 be in Another State of Mind. Booking Tours with phone callas and showing up in towns you've never been in and showing up to shows with hundreds of kids and a line of cop cars in front of the venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shittiest place you have ever stayed on tour and or jaw dropping I can't believe I'm in the house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In Myrtle Beach on the last Dead Mechanical tour we stayed with this dude Carl at his parents beach house. We each at our own bed and we went to the beach in the morning. On the first Bad Business tour we stayed in Manitoac,WI stayed at this kids parents house, and the kid slept on top of his sheets with all of his clothes on and we ate his parents food. The night before we stayed in Traverse City,MI and Shawn was naked in the basement. Trying to play a joke on Brandon, but it backfired and the guy's house we were staying at ended up seeing Shawn naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you made any self-imposed challenges on tour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Usually makeout with as many girls as possible, but that ends up with usually about one, see how long I can go without masterbating and that usually ends up lasting four days, I try not to get sick. My cousin and I have a bunch of challeneges like, who can run faster, or who can do more push ups, who can climb higher ona  wall, stuff like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-7233477896397451364?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/7233477896397451364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/02/few-questions-with-dan-bress-of-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/7233477896397451364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/7233477896397451364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/02/few-questions-with-dan-bress-of-dead.html' title='A Few Questions with Dan Bress of Dead Mechanical and formerly of Bad Business'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SZEHZE_BW9I/AAAAAAAAADA/_8j2xGws2gI/s72-c/1806497674_54238073c6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-4226677587393194858</id><published>2009-02-04T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:37:21.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SYlhvgslmBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hCCLSIj_Iuo/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 116px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SYlhvgslmBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hCCLSIj_Iuo/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298873905436792850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting sick on tour is a huge pain in the ass and bummer. It always starts with one person and then spreads so easily. It makes sense why it work's out the way it does. Five people in a close space together for days on end, plus sleeping on random floors and wearing yourself out every night by playing show after show. You end up not being able to rest your body the way it should be rested when you normally start to get sick. You can only do so much when your on tour to take care of a cold.&lt;br /&gt;One main reason why I'm discussing this is because four out of the five of us right now have a cough that sucks. I would have to say that mine is the most annoying and painful, well at least that's what I have gathered. It prevents me from sleeping at night and just hurts my throat, neck and chest. When your throat is your means to communicate and also your role in the band, it starts to take a toll. I get very annoyed and pissy at times. I know I can only do so much, but it's one of those things that keeps nagging me. Kind of like a hangnail that keeps getting caught on the sleeve of your sweater. Well I'm hoping to kick this cough soon, I'll keep taking some medicine and try to take it as easy as possible on top of drinking plenty of fluids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-4226677587393194858?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/4226677587393194858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/02/cough.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/4226677587393194858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/4226677587393194858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/02/cough.html' title='Cough. . .'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SYlhvgslmBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hCCLSIj_Iuo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-8147836440187327672</id><published>2009-01-21T10:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:03:55.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up in them Guts. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SXdxWMzMLII/AAAAAAAAACo/08Vdcb9ElQM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SXdxWMzMLII/AAAAAAAAACo/08Vdcb9ElQM/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293824513204300930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think when your traveling with a group of people for a certain period of time you create this unspoken bond. It's pretty cool, the push and pull of everyday life is a bit different because no matter what you have to be around each other at some point through out the day. When your touring with a band I think that is maximized because your together most of the time unless you decide to go off on your own, which happens less than you would think. You take mental breaks from each other, but other than that you don't really manage to get tons of alone time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a day I would rather slip away from a lot of things. I would like to be alone, but I can't. Not because of anyone in the band, things are great in that regard. I am just used to being by myself a lot and we'll I haven't had much of a chance to do that. I also just really need to think about a bunch of things going through my head right now, I feel confused and lost within myself sometimes and well, today is one of those times. Without an ipod I feel like I can't put on my favorite record and slip away. Time to try and focus on my thoughts and sort my head out. Only if I had "Life of a Spectator" by Silent Majority.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-8147836440187327672?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/8147836440187327672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/01/up-in-them-guts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/8147836440187327672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/8147836440187327672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/01/up-in-them-guts.html' title='Up in them Guts. . .'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SXdxWMzMLII/AAAAAAAAACo/08Vdcb9ElQM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-262419566489990095</id><published>2009-01-19T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:21:45.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q&amp;A #1 - Chris Browne of Polar Bear Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SXaGp05L1eI/AAAAAAAAACg/Adf3QF4iBPg/s1600-h/n16508139_30608265_5628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SXaGp05L1eI/AAAAAAAAACg/Adf3QF4iBPg/s320/n16508139_30608265_5628.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293566465151849954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. So being on tour is pretty much like being in a relationship with four or five other people. Who do you find yourself spending the most time with while on tour and why?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...that's tough because most of the time we're sort of traveling in a pack, but I guess I'd say our drummer Emmett.  Not even really sure why.  We piss each other off plenty, but we also end up sticking together alot of the time and generally enjoying each other's company.  I guess it probably has to do with the fact that the two of us handle most of the "planning" type stuff with the band, so we have a good deal to talk about.  Although the real answer to this question is definitely myself.  It's crazy how quickly touring can become your comfortable routine just like school or work if you give yourself enough alone time -- it's also really to spend TOO much time with everyone and get sick of each other, but as much as we joke about it, I consider us to be about as close as a band could get.  Those dudes are my family, whether we all like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Ih2E3d"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex; padding-left: 1ex;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When your on the phone how many miles do you think you walk while talking?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously it depends on the length of the conversation.  It probably ends up something like this, according to who I'm talking to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob Antonucci - 0 miles (some day we'll remember to return each other's calls)&lt;br /&gt;A catch-up sesh with Rory - 8 miles (about a solid hour of constant pacing in a parking lot, most likely)&lt;br /&gt;My mom - 0.1 miles&lt;br /&gt;A hot babe - 37 miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your readers can't possibly be educated types, so to spell this out, the joke here is that I frantically pace back and forth whenever on the phone and it annoys the hell out of Rory.  Good one, Rory.  Tell it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Ih2E3d"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex; padding-left: 1ex;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who's the first person to fall asleep when you get in the van to drive and how long does that take?&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely Goose.  He's asleep before the van even moves; it's just an instinct of his.  The kid is like an infant.  All he does is eat, sleep, take dumps, and not shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Ih2E3d"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex; padding-left: 1ex;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How is touring in PBC compared to touring with Achilles, the Breaking Project and or your small stint with How We Are?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always been a lot different, but it's more different now than it's ever been.  It used to be that PBC was the only band I've been in that really "partied" non-stop when we had the rare chance to tour, and none of the other bands were big drinkers or anything like that.  These days we still do our fair share, but it's especially different because touring has become the norm rather than the break-from-the-norm.  I always wondered what it would be like to tour full-time, and now I'm finding out.  Luckily it's still as fun as it's ever been, but I definitely take it easier and don't treat it like a vacation anymore.  And just in general I think every band has its own dynamic and is fun to tour with in its own way -- Achilles had Rob's personality to entertain us, Proj were childhood best friends, and HWA was a totally different style and group of dudes than I'm used to, and also a cool opportunity to just enjoy the ride rather than being the planner or business guy of the group.  I've loved every band I've been a part of for very different reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Ih2E3d"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex; padding-left: 1ex;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. (this doesn't have to be PBC, out of any tours so far) Most memorable tour moment?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost just took the easy way out and named a few of them because there are just so many and it's hard to choose.  But I think I like this question because it forces me to really think about all the amazing experiences touring has given me, and actually reflect on it all for once.  And that's something I don't think people do enough (or at least I don't).  That being said, if I really had to choose just one, I'd say probably The Fest 7 this past October.  Our set specifically was easily the most fun I've ever had playing a show, and just the whole weekend was great and filled with old and new friends from around the country and the world.  That's almost cheating because I feel like the fest is just this giant conglomeration of everyone's best tour friends and moments, but it was definitely special.  Either than or Fat Chicks At The Snack Table from Columbus, Ohio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-262419566489990095?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/262419566489990095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/01/q-1-chris-browne-of-polar-bear-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/262419566489990095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/262419566489990095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/01/q-1-chris-browne-of-polar-bear-club.html' title='Q&amp;A #1 - Chris Browne of Polar Bear Club'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SXaGp05L1eI/AAAAAAAAACg/Adf3QF4iBPg/s72-c/n16508139_30608265_5628.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-8299354870985946010</id><published>2009-01-18T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:25:29.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q&amp;A #1 - Ben Krueger of Like Wolves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SXQpreiDZ1I/AAAAAAAAACI/qyYZCOkf7Kg/s1600-h/l_84ea934b3706d246b06178260f8bccaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SXQpreiDZ1I/AAAAAAAAACI/qyYZCOkf7Kg/s320/l_84ea934b3706d246b06178260f8bccaf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292901288974182226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 0, 85);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;We recently played some shows with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/likewolves666"&gt;Like Wolves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;from Rochester,NY. I've liked this band from the first note I heard when I saw them play. The energy and the passion these guys put in their music shines through with every note. One of the best kept secrets in punk and hardcore in my opinion. Here's the vocal and skateboard shredder Ben.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;1. It's the morning of tour and you forgot to pack, what are the first five thing's you think of and take with you for tour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-My skateboard is the first thing to always go in the van&lt;br /&gt;- Notebook&lt;br /&gt;-Cellphone&lt;br /&gt;-Book I am currently reading&lt;br /&gt;-Hard edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 0, 85);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;2. Pissing in Bottles an art form or just one more thing that could get ugly on tour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-For me, it is an art form/comedy routine. During those long cramped van rides, there is nothing like taking all of your clothing off to pee in as small a bottle as possible. The art form comes from the 80 mph no hand pees behind the wheel while everyone is asleep.hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 0, 85);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;3. The best part about being on tour from your perspective?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Coming back home with good stories, strengthening my friendships with my bandmates, reading, seeing friends in faraway places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 0, 85);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;4. When your not driving what are you doing in the van?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-One of three things:Peeing in bottles, yelling about bad music or reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 0, 85);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;5. What is the first thing you do when you get home from tour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Tell my dog about my trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-8299354870985946010?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/8299354870985946010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/01/q-1-ben-krueger-of-like-wolves.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/8299354870985946010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/8299354870985946010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/01/q-1-ben-krueger-of-like-wolves.html' title='Q&amp;A #1 - Ben Krueger of Like Wolves'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SXQpreiDZ1I/AAAAAAAAACI/qyYZCOkf7Kg/s72-c/l_84ea934b3706d246b06178260f8bccaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-6711574792754927719</id><published>2009-01-18T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:11:50.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Is this your party?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SXOa6P5Li8I/AAAAAAAAACA/GWobtHh_kbQ/s1600-h/IMG_2925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SXOa6P5Li8I/AAAAAAAAACA/GWobtHh_kbQ/s320/IMG_2925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292744312579918786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are currently watching Weird Science at our friend Kim's place. Pancakes were made and we ate them with peanut butter and maple syrup. It was pretty damn fantastic. California and pancake breakfast's are pretty awesome. The last few shows have been pretty fun, we we're surprised in Vegas by some wonderful friends from providence. We were all very shocked to see three faces that we weren't expecting to show up. We then proceeded the have fun in Vegas, some people won money, most lost money, some people got massages, and others well got drunk. Overall we had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have now played a show in a house in Vegas with a mini ramp in the living room, an upstairs kitchen in an apartment in Emeryville and they were all pretty fun times. The places people come up with to facilitate our band to be able to play shows is awesome. Things have been a lot of fun and we can not thank the people we have been crashing with and hanging out with enough. Also I would like to send a special thank you to those that are sending us some of our belongings back to us via postal authorities. I left my ipod in Texas and Ryan left his phone charger in San Diego, So we both will be very happy to recieve both items again shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stress this enough when I say this, people need to checkout &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/rottingouthc"&gt;Rotting Out&lt;/a&gt;. This band has been killing it every show we have played. Great band, great guys, they really have some legit credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also more interviews coming soon. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-6711574792754927719?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/6711574792754927719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-this-your-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6711574792754927719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6711574792754927719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-this-your-party.html' title='&quot;Is this your party?&quot;'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SXOa6P5Li8I/AAAAAAAAACA/GWobtHh_kbQ/s72-c/IMG_2925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-7371889303393750197</id><published>2009-01-13T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T13:08:21.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q&amp;A #1 - 1 on 1 with Eric Anagnostis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SW0Cq3kFSdI/AAAAAAAAABI/Prfq00IVcRA/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SW0Cq3kFSdI/AAAAAAAAABI/Prfq00IVcRA/s320/Photo+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290888072723253714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric plays bass guitar and is the band loud mouth for Soul Control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Which scenario is more likely to happen Mad Max or Terminator?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E- HMMMMMMM . . . interesting, YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E- Well. . . Since the dawn of time. I've seeked, I've  seeked, I've seeked to stengthen my grammatical skills while simultaneously excelling in the fields of both science and aerospace technology. Given my background is a white wall and my feet are engulfed in a black sack, I continue to surpass all scientific standards of accepted logical deduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 When I say couch you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E- Tomato, No When you say couch I say first shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Out of 24 hours in a day how many of those hours are you on the phone(encompassing all iphone features)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E- (answered via text) 18 Hours per earth day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Most memorable tour moment to date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E- New Years 2008 in Rosswein, Germany. We played a show with Verse, Shipwreck, and Blacklisted. Shortly before midnight I man'd up with a down woman transatlanticly and offcially started dating my current girlfriend Ashley. Shortly after midnight my friend Alex and I aquired two massive bottles of sparkling cider which we preceded to sip, pour on our heads, and subsequently spray in the faces of nearly 100 amped up Germans while screaming Viva Germany.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-7371889303393750197?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/7371889303393750197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/01/q-1-1-on-1-with-eric-anagnostis.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/7371889303393750197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/7371889303393750197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/01/q-1-1-on-1-with-eric-anagnostis.html' title='Q&amp;A #1 - 1 on 1 with Eric Anagnostis'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SW0Cq3kFSdI/AAAAAAAAABI/Prfq00IVcRA/s72-c/Photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1258759652977977317.post-6891379271522294171</id><published>2009-01-12T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T13:56:42.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>West Coast Struttin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SWu7SXyECDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KC0AJd9oa_U/s1600-h/web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SWu7SXyECDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KC0AJd9oa_U/s320/web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290528111572813874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said goodbye to The Lone Star state yesterday as we embarked on our hell drive. Already missing &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lieandwaithc"&gt;Lie And Wait&lt;/a&gt;. One of the most down to earth bands around these days, can't wait to see those guys again sooner than later I hope. Maybe we can dance together, piss in front of each other, and get violent sooner than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a 20 hour van ride we arrived in San Diego, CA. We were greeted by our friend Sarah who is letting us crash at her house. Sarah also made us the best breakfast ever this morning, Pancakes, Tofu Scramble, Grapes, Potatoes, and some O.J. It was the best breakfast of tour so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are meeting up with the &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/rottingouthc"&gt;Rottting Out&lt;/a&gt; guys today and we'll be raging with them for the next week or so up the Cali. coast. The sun is out and we are happy to be wearing t-shirts. Some of us are starting to come down with the tour cold, I hope it doesn't spread to everyone, because that would suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stay Classy San Diego"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1258759652977977317-6891379271522294171?l=focusedminds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/feeds/6891379271522294171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/01/west-coast-struttin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6891379271522294171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1258759652977977317/posts/default/6891379271522294171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://focusedminds.blogspot.com/2009/01/west-coast-struttin.html' title='West Coast Struttin&apos;'/><author><name>sink or swim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15557870176982053763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeT9OQi8Bpg/TZt7u2yPGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WjAvakjMGY4/s220/SC-Club%2BHell-Providence-RI%2B25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mo3f3MORa4/SWu7SXyECDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KC0AJd9oa_U/s72-c/web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
