This episode deals with the summer happening of 2007 which was nearing the end of our careers.
We were about one week into our tour and the money was already becoming a major problem. Our money budget to start wasn't good because we spent most of it ordering cd's and printing tour posters. We counted on our tour kickoff shows in Spokane to get us enough money to tour efficiently but that just wasn't too be. The kickoff shows were ok but not good enough. By our seventh show, we were clean out of money and having show dates fall through daily. We played a show in L.A on the 4th of July and left with $25.00 total to our names. That's 25 bucks band money, Erik money, Jordan money, and Justin money. That's all that was physically there and or in bank accounts. We got lucky and got on a show with Tera Melos in mid California somewhere. We left there with about $40.00 total. We began to drive through the night and without sleep, landed in Barstow California. Wow. You've got to be kidding me. This town is in the middle of the Mojave desert and is one depressing/worthless city. If you kids think your city sucks....try living here. We were there with maybe $15.00 total. But the fun was just beginning. We were on no sleep and wandering around the desert in 119 degree heat. If you touched the ground, it would burn your skin. We had to stay indoors because people were dying outside. Starving for food and feeling like homeless little fucks, we hung out in taco bell and acted sad. Somehow it worked and we got tons of free food. We spent the rest of our money to go see the Transformers movie. Then it was night and boy were we tired and depressed. With no money and no room in the van to sleep, we had to find a spot. We finally decided on a elementary school and concluded on sleeping under the van in the front parking lot as well as in the front bushes. I had my knife next to me while sleeping in the bushes. Of course, with our luck, these stupid fucks drove up in their car and tried to start shit with us. Maybe that parking lot was their territory in the pitiful city of Bartsow or something. We tried to ignore them but they tried to mess with us and had their flashlights out and maybe had guns or some shit. So we had to leave. Still with no sleep, we wandered around. We came back to that same school to give it another try. It was daylight again and i decided to grab my shit and sleep in the field. There were all types of bugs crawling all over me which included BIG FUCKING BUGS. About 30 minutes into my sleep, school kids starting coming up to me and laughing. I didn't care. Then the sprinklers came on and sprayed me in the eyeball. I was wet and pissed off. No sleep for any of us for two days. Funny thing was, i actually tried to sleep while the sprinklers were spraying me. I was that tired. At this point, hell is about to welcome Flee The Century. It was all up to a Flagstaff show. If this show didn't pay us a lot of money, we wouldn't make it to Texas. We drove to Flagstaff and the show was canceled. Our tour posters were up on the wall but apparently nobody there knew that we were playing a show (very common trend) They other bands didn't show up either. Instead, they had a cover band playing with 60 year old members in it. We knew that we were finished. Hynes started doing really weird shit while me and Hoff snuck into a rap metal show. Bondage pants galore. I think what happened was Hynes smoked a lot of Mary J and went crazy. Our van broke down and ran out of gas after this day and we had to call Jordan's mom to beg for enough gas money to get us home. She paid the piper and we drove from Flagstaff to Spokane straight shot with our tails between our legs. We canceled the rest of the tour which had like two weeks left on it. The e-mail probably said something like "We melted our weiners off into a fleshy and cummy puddle under 119 degree heat in Barstow. Because of this rare and painful happening, we have to cancel the rest of tour. We're sorry that we allowed this to happen to our bodies. We are immature idiots and must go home immediately for care."
This is the last straw for this band. Maybe we should have played metal core instead so we could have lived to rock lifestyle instead of the homeless lifestyle. Oh well, it's a good story to tell and all in all, it was a fun time.

Lets start this off with the disaster that was March 26th, 2005. This was the first day of Flee The Century's first tour under that band name. Wow was it somethin! First off, this tour was with the band "My Life With The Spaniard." Their bass player bailed from the band about three days before the tour. They decided to tour anyway, without bass. We had an old smelly van from the 70's along with a u-haul trailer. It cost all of us a lot of money to get everything fixed and ready to go including a lot of engine work on the van. With that being said, we had very little money between us for normal spending cash. I left on the 1 month long tour with $65 that i cashed in from Coinstar. Ouch. We left in the middle of the night with 8 passengers and were heading towards Northern California. We were all hyped up and ready to take on the United States. Then life came crashing down like a Kamikaze jet fighter. John Dibiase thought he was in the clear....so he took some ecstasy with another man (identity will be disclosed). Well, we made it to about Cheney, Washington when our radiator pipe blew open! Engine coolant sprayed all over the place. I was thinking "man, i knew this tour was too good to be true." It's depressing when your tour seemingly ends about 14 minutes into the first day. Then it starts raining, very hard. We are now stuck in a broken van in the middle of the night in a downpour and some members of the band are high as a kite. Rad sounding. Except we were in Cheney, Washington!!! Only a few minutes from our houses. One of the members had a Triple A card and a tow truck came to pick us up within a few hours. We got sent back home in a very dismal and utterly embarrassing fashion. We had our tails between our legs that night. I remember Jeremiah buying a 30 pack of beer and saying "oh well, at least there's beer." Drowning your sorrows is ALWAYS a great idea. This all sucked because we all spent a lot of money on everything and also quit our jobs. Four months of preparation. We weren't about to die just yet though. We decided to cancel the first two days of our tour which included shows with Tera Melos which later became friends of ours. Nick took the van into the shop the next day and believed that the shop owner sabotaged the pipes because of a previous disagreement of some sort. It looked like a hack job to me as well. We took it to a different place to get it fixed. Two days later, we left again and drove towards Nevada. OH NO!!!! Not again!! Yep! The same pipe bursts again about two hours into our trip. We are stranded once again in Northern Oregon. We get towed into some random town and i think a guy just wrapped a shirt around the pipe or something....not sure. We were stranded for about 4 hours. Damn, we just wanted to start touring but it just wasn't happening. We finally made it to Nevada for our first show. We hadn't slept for awhile. It was good to get that first one out of the way though. We all knew the van was still acting up. We then drove to the California coast. Just blocks away from the venue.....again...disaster. The same pipe blows again. Something is causing the pipe to malfunction but we don't know what it is yet. We decide to walk our instruments through the town to wherever the venue was....we really didn't know. How depressing. The only good part was that we did fun stuff on the beach and looked at tons of young blond college girls riding bikes everywhere. I know i was depressed, hell, i think i finished off a whole fifth of rum with Kevin in the parking lot of the show. I mean, it's pretty much the only way we were going to get to sleep that night since we were going to be sleeping in this very same parking lot in a few hours. More on sleeping in bushes and parking lots later.........and MORE EPISODES to come.....including the historic explosion of 2004.

If any members of either of these bands would like to weigh in on what they felt about any of these stories....please...leave comments below. That means you Neil, John, Nick, Jeremiah, Justin, Jordan, Kevin