So last night was the first night of our first tour. We played in New York City at a club called Wild Spirits. Let me start this off by saying we'll probably never play that club again. Not only did the club owner book 2 bands that didn't bring anyone, they didn't pay us because we didn't bring anyone. Yeah my touring band is going to bring people from Boston to New York on our first ever tour. Sure smart thinking buddy. I hated the layout of the club. They situate the bar and stage almost next to each other and then put semi-nude girls on the bar. So everyone sits at the bar and no one watched the bands. Even though I hate the Compound in Fitchburg they at least have the stage set up so no matter where you are in the club the stage is the focus. Why have a rock club with the stage where no one is going to see it? The sound guy was nice but incompetent. He wanted the guitars incredibly quiet so you couldn't hear a damned thing. The bands were pretty decent. The last band Rain of Kings had the coolest singer I've seen in a while and they reminded us of the Heartless Kings. Before the last band went on the club decided to have this overweight woman play with some fire. It was boring and totally pointless. Her leg was the size of me. Not attractive or interesting. Plus, I see fire in a club, I think GREAT WHITE STATION FIRE. The four of us just looked at the sound proofing on the ceiling and waited for it to go up in flames. The girl on the bar had a cute face, too bad she has no self respect or dignity. Way to stand on the bar all night in your underwear and move around trying to get peoples money. Lame.
Tonight HOBOKEN, NEW JERSEY
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