We left for Amsterdam on Saturday night and the flight went by in a heartbeat. The Longest Yard. We had the afternoon off, so Lee gave us a walking tour of the Red Light District … which was somewhat less than taboo at 11am on a Sunday.
After frites and a nap we met our booking agent, Hans, to pick up our van and rented equipment. We elected to drive ourselves around Europe this time instead of hiring someone to cart us around. The first night is always the hardest, I think. Sean and I sat in a bar and talked about how much we missed our sweethearts.
Sean got an earful. Yeah, we forgot the buttons. Sometimes when I spend a year of my life slumped over a mixing board, going crazy making a record and an ep … sometimes that makes me space the buttons. Peep this. My personal-space radius definitely lost something in the conversion to centimeters.
You should really meet him. This was our first time at The Magnet, and it was definitely our best show in Berlin. The Morr Music office is in Berlin as well, so we had the opportunity to see Thomas and the Morr crew. Chrissie was there and Jens too. In a closet. With a life-sized color photo of Mark Jones on the door. The drive was short today so we got to have breakfast with the Go Find and Morr Music before we wandered off in search of stamps, tape, and the various electrical accessories that touring always creates a need for.
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Remembering our last visit here makes me really appreciate having a cell phone this time. One of the amplifiers we rented was nonfunctional and this was obvious on the first night. The bass amp we rented lasted for one show and then shit the bed in Berlin. The power converter we rented to run the V gear we flew over made it through sound check, but went south just before our set.
