I missed a plane to Adelaide....

Dear Diary,
Day something of this tour…. My mind is willing but my body is weak…. Or is it the other way round…. Ive had the same amount of sleep as a polygamous dude with 5 wives…. And all of them have babies under a year and a half…. Ilene even has twins… and they do not stop crying!!! Going back…. Back….. back….. to Friday… it seems like it was so long ago… like a week ago n shit…. On Friday like a week n shit ago we played at the Hi Fi Bar in Melbourne… I love that place but the stairs getting down is a bitch to lug gear down…. Show was awesome…. Everything in my memory right now is awesome… Scott an I played horns when the Vasco Era covered Sukkafish… was so much fun…. Like swingset fun… I do love a good swingset…. I don’t even mind that the song is in my head almost 24/7. we signed a contract in blood that we will play it with them for the rest of the tour…. I cant wait. When the Grates played their last song… NINETEEN TWENTY TWENTY NINETEEN TWENTY TWENT backstage was an absolute shambles…. There was no way to tell who was a Vasco Era and who was a John Steel…. There was dancing, there was a pile on….. I pushed Luke’s head into the ice tub that once held our rider… he loved it. I got about 2 hours sleep cause we had to drive to Avalon airport real early to catch a flight back to Brisbane so we could play at Sounds of Spring…. When we arrived I got all these looks from people…. You know the looks that say “Dude…. You look like shit!” When that comes from other bands you know you look bad…. Still the show was awesome… was so much fun… was all worried bout the weather… it was all cloudy and raining slightly… mother nature failed at dampening anyones mood tho… she was all like “Take this!!” and everyone was like “Bring it mthrfkr!!! I’m still going to dance!”

I missed my flight down to Adelaide…. Mainly because I woke up 15 minutes before I was supposed to board the plane….…. Caught a cab… the cabbie was a dick(he wasn’t)… he kept on making fun of me for being late…. In my haste to pack my bags (grab a whole bunch of shit off my floor an throw it in my suitcase) I managed to have “epic packing fail” (direct quote from Laura K)…. I didn’t bring a towel…. Toiletries or socks… I did bring a beanie which I didn’t know I had and a sweet Russian hat… I may or may not have used a bed sheet as a towel at the backpackers we stayed at.

The show in Radelaide was all kinds of awesome…. I must apologise to the grates for the racket we caused backstage… will explain all that later…. The show was good but we had a bit of feed back problems… I blame Pat… mainly cause I don’t like his face (I do like his face)
Now I shall address the noise problem… In a shear stroke of genius I may have invented the most awesome/retarded piece of drinking equipment…. Its called the Trom-Bong… Tim came up with the name…. it is exactly what it sounds like… kinda…. A beer bong thru my trombone…. It worked a treat… probably the proudest moment of my life except for the Bender costume I made for a fancy dress party once. So while the Grates were rocking the socks off Adelaide we were backstage chanting “Trom-Bong Trom-Bong Trom-Bong Trom-Bong!!!!!” and drinking our rider in about 20 minutes…. Sorry!!!

The next day me tim an ross hired bikes and rode around Adelaide all day… was all kinds of enjoyable…. Tim punched a seagull and ross got like 3 feet of air.

Love Pete