"Volume 001" - Entry 003
Entry 03 - Road dog days
Filed from the road - "on tour"
I got back in touch with my oldest school friend around this time. Since school he'd given his life to music, formed a band called DeadHarts. One summer he asked if I'd drive their old beat up tour van across the UK. I threw in every holiday I had at work and went.
"THE PART THAT STUCK"
Touring was intense.
Twenty four hours a day with people I still call family now. We've lost some of them since.
I'll get to that another day.
A lot of driving. Setting up stages, merch stands. Drinking, sniffing, popping pills, more driving.
I was in love with it
It was the perfect distraction from what was building underneath. We drove miles and miles. Every holiday I had went into it. Got to hang on full tours with While She Sleeps, Feed the Rhino, Devil Sold His Soul, BearTooth and more.
Two versions of me at once. Miserable police worker in the week. Party hard band driver and merch slinger the rest of the time.
Both of them felt like the truth.