Sasquatch festival.
first bus tour for me and it's nice.
I out with the Dandy Warhols for this and dates in canada, never been.
I've been wanting this opportunity for a while now, maybe 10 years....
we roll into the amphitheater after a long familiar ride up the gorge. crazy windy out.
couple hours till we load out the trailer so I take a walk around.
get food in hospitality, see some familiar faces.
manage to loose my dinner ticket all ready, probably blew into the gorge by all this dam wind when i was pulling out my lunch ticket.
oh well, i'll get by.
we have a stocked bus of a lot of natural foods and beverages of which I don't normally eat.
so if i'm snacking on this kind of stuff alot then it will be better for me i'm sure.
after lunch i hear bad brains playing and go and watch a litte.
there cool.
HR is a trip, in all sense of the word.
Had an interesting time with the cat at his show i did at the wonder.
crazy wind though, everything on stage is blowing around, heavy foam on the tom mics and overheads. light hangs are swinging to and frow.
...i don't think i'm gonna bring my new ribbon mics out today.
hike back up to our stage and the bus.
alot of people in the crowd like my shirt.
it's the green golf thrills shirt that was in an early 90's beastie boys video, who played both nights.
money mark is playing on our stage by the time i get back up, not impressed.
go back on the bus and pour a big ass vodka cran and sit and watch cartoons with a 2 and a half year old.
I text
Jen this, as she's here somewhere, her reply: "Classic"
unload the trailer, make mic decisions, not even gonna use mine as it's this festival scenario and all this wind, i'll just go with what's up.
the system owner is so laid back and cool, i should probably go do a bong hit.
get my rack wired, all good, i'm ready.
my friend
Nate texts me that the main stage at this point has been shut down do to the wind.
in the middle of the polyphonic sprees set.
i pass the word around.
turns out this is the timeslot the dandy's would have been playing if they chose to play on the main stage.
so thats cool.
couple hours later we do a pretty epic set.
i dial in the mix within the first few songs and me and Poopy have a rockin time out at foh. Tortillas are flying through the air from behind me. fucking hippies.
great besides the wind all adding it's own effects to my sound.
it's not analog or digital, it's nature. crazy wind.
shit.
cool, pack and load.
drinks and partyin.
dave allen and brit daniels are on the bus.
pour another one.
it's dark now and the main stage is back up.
i decide to go check out the beaties.
they were cool, got a few different points of view. turns out Fathead was onstage watching them.
I run into our monitor girl kirsten and check out some more.
cool set.
we decide enough of this and make the way up the hill.
i hear the beginning of "somethin's got to give" and stop in my tracks, move back in for a listen from atop a hill.
nice. fuck. the dubs are ALL wrong.
fuck it. midely disappointed i turn and we head back up the hill.
I say to monitor girl, "this is the kinda song that will sound great as your walking away from it and things are bouncing all off of every thing".
back at bus central more drinking and the like.
these girls from
The Black Angels who played before us just can't get enough of me.
nice.
later it's time to be done with it and with the echos of poly spree off on another stage, the night is rounding up.
Never did catch up with Jen or Nate.
later, i find a bunk that's on the floor, not the middle second level one i originally chose and the beginning of the day.
this ends up being a bad choice.
faders down.