and the rest
off to hamburg..its rainy and cold….and dirty.
hamburg just happened to be the crust punk capital of the world and the venue is no exception.When you read in the tour book venue type is “squat” you know its going to be a treat.On the Up we found a cool crepe store and set it off with some nutella crepes..these people could teach those french gypsies a thing or 2 about a thin pancake!!
anyways the show is dud,whatever..we split to the promoters friends house to clean up before the over night drive to sweden.Acording to our dude Pappa Roach just played near his house so we all break out into “cut my life into pieces…this is my last resoorttt” *insert push moshing like a retard here* we see a big ass crowd so i guess that’s them..whatever..we do our thing..the night goes on slowly.We see some dudes from Papa roach walk past our van so i threw some pretzels at them, we were contemplating violence or something but we figured we couldnt be fucked.We started yelling at them to get in the van,strangely enough he did..so we’re chilling with Jacoby aka Johny Vodka aka something else…”oh yall are from american…yall are true punk rock” we talk some shit,the dude is a moron so its kinda funny…”we sold out our whole run man…i feel truely blessed” ..how many kids did you get tonite “16 man” 16 kids? “nah 1600 man”…haha what a tool…the dude looked like james hart from 18v but on crack..the drive is long and shitty..
Sweden is cool..we stop from some food and the people speak good english AND they take euros aswell as their gay currency of swedish Krona, we get some fries and burgers…there is a massive ketchup jug hanging from the wall with a nipple on it you have to milk to get sauce…creepy?
Stockholm is one nice city,everyone is nicely dressed.People are polite..apart from the promoter who is a bossy bitch and starts winging about us not watching the first band because we all have online shit to catch up on…”yeh ill leave my life for 30 minutes to see 5 swedes cover guns up!…” no way..the set is kinda tight and kids go off with some of the worst stage dive (flops) seen on the tour..i guess kids are passive and dont want to hurt each other,im suprised we didnt see any padding in the pit.
