I smell. I’ve been wearing the same clothes for a week. My fingernails are long and filthy. I’ve got dark, tired eyes. My wrists hurt. My scalp is dry. My skin is blemished. I’m dehydrated.
I’m alive.
Posts tagged "tour life"
It’s amazing how people you meet on the road just become awesome friends so easily. Whether it’s the dudes in a band you’re touring with, or just people and friends you meet, if more than two days are spent with them, you’re connected. You’re connected through music, through the road, through the shows. You’re saying “I love you” to dudes you’ve known for 36 hours, and missing the people that came to two shows in a row. It’s awesome.
Nothing like a little bunny scurrying across the road after a long, lifeless drive, to remind you that there is some existence on this lonely highway. Gotta enjoy the little things.
That’s a wrap on the first night of the Warriors Tour. Kickin’ at my sister’s in the good old Buff before Rocha-cha tomorrow.
This post is for you Jake Fischer.
You know your driving shirt is over when you start seeing a large figure in the middle of the lane, holding onto the guide lines in front of you.
It’s an ADTR kind of night.
I'm Patrick Michael Galante, I play drums in AFFIANCE. I'm a puzzle of bones.
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