7.10.2011

From mallrats to Vienna.

We had to go back to Bratislava this morning to go back to the mall we bought the kick drum head at. We accidentally got a 20inch head, when we needed a 22inch. We hangout for a while just passing the time, time we thought we didn't have, but when we got to Austria, and pulled up to the venue, they weren't even open yet.

Mike got some pizza from across the street, which made us fear that that was where our dinner was going to be ordered from. It turned out to be pretty good pizza. When it dam time for food, it was the pizza place we were to order from. There were other things on the menu than pizza, which was awesome. I still got pizza, just out of habit, and the fact that I could barely read the menu, some others got pasta and kebab that looked pretty good.




The stage is extremely small. Not as small as that one stage we played in Poland, but pretty darn close. This one was deeper, but it didn't matter, we needed width in order to setup properly. We eventually figured out a schematic that worked, and started putting things together. The sound guy seemed to know what he was doing, the only problem was he was kind of a prick about it. We told him he didn't have to mic the guitars or bass at all, he shrugged us off and did it anyway, we told him our sound was 'loud', he said he'd be checking db levels at the back of house every five minutes (wtf?), and then proceeded to ask Rob and I if we wanted triggers to aid in the sound of our kick drum...no we don't want triggers, who do you think we are, fear factory? Pantera? No, no my good sir, good clean kick drum please, especially since we had a brand new bangin' head on the front of that.

The show was not very well attended, but we attributed that to a 12€ entry, which is crazy. Now, one would think that with a 12€ entry, that there would be enough for a door cut (which was the deal if there was money beyond our guarantee), except we were shown neither extra money, or a breakdown of expenses for the night. There was also a curfew, which, for a Friday night metal show...should not exist.

We play some festival with terror and other crazy bands tomorrow. Apparently the stage is going to be humongous and awkward, and we will probably not have very much fun. We'll see, we may be surprised, which is what I hope for every day.

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