It’s nice to be back home. Yesterday was the last day of the Pianos tour. I feel like we accomplished a lot this summer and I’m excited for what’s to come this year.
I’m typing this while hanging out in my air conditioned apartment, laying in a bed with clean sheets and resting my head on a pillow that isn’t caked with dirt and cat hair. Life rules at the moment.
Tour is fun because of the uncertainty that goes along with it. Not knowing what the show will be like, what kind of people you’ll encounter or where the night will end is a liberating feeling that you don’t often get to experience when you work a 9 to 5. You are given the slightest bit of control over your daily destiny and it is up to you and your band mates to figure out how you’re going to eat, where you’re going to sleep, who’s going to drive, etc.
Which leads to my favorite aspect of touring…
The best thing about touring is the underlying sense of comradeship that your band develops because you are constantly faced with shitty situations that you have to pull together to get through. When you are on the road with a a person who is literally within an arm’s reach most of the time you had better love that person or be prepared to have a crappy time. After spending so much close-quarters time with these people you develop a different kind of friendship. The power of shared experiences I guess. Through thick and thin etc etc blahblahblah. I’m lucky to be in a band with these people.
And, lastly, touring reminds you that there are so many genuinely kind people out there who will not hesitate to lend a helping hand.
