Day I: Thursday, October 17 - Boston, MA

Well, it’s time for another tour diary, people, and as always I think we should start things off where they all begin, at the beginning. Shall we?

The "Semi-Annual Autumnal Fooled By April Fall Rock Spectacular Pre-Winter Tour" kicked off in our good old Hamlet of Boston. And let me tell you, people, something was definitely not rotten in Denmark on this night (Ed. Note -- Boo, thumbs down). Of course, I know you’re all going to say that touring by definition means leaving your own city to go pillage exotic far away places, like Ohio, and Michigan even. All in good time folks, all in good time.

This first day of tour started early for me as one Dakota Floyd, a handsome and rocking trio from Cleveland and our frequent touring partners, showed up at my house rather unexpectedly around 4:30AM.

Joe: Hey... what are you guys doing here?
Dakota Floyd: We’re here for the show, silly.
Joe: Why are you here now, though? The show’s not for sixteen hours.
Dakota Floyd: Right... and? Anyway, we’re sorry we’re late. We were supposed to leave at 2:30 PM so that we’d be here by 3:00 in the morning.
Joe: Oh, well in that case I guess it all makes sense. Goodnight then.

Now that, people, is why you just can’t argue with math.

Anyway, after stumbling through the next day at work on account of being... hmm, what is the word?... oh right -- f@$%ing exhausted, we all played one hell of a rock show. Dakota threw down, as if to say "we are invincible warriors of rock, joust with us." We in turn also threw down, accepting their challenge and in the process saying "we accept your challenge, my liege, but only in the spirit of love." It was great to have the old gang back together, weird medieval colloquialisms and all.

After that, we all got pretty drunk and I think I ate a sub or maybe just a regular sandwich. I don’t remember, but I think it was good. Or not. The sandwich, that is. Flavor-wise.

And that was day one, people. But don’t be fooled by the relatively uneventful events of this one night. Rest assured that I’m going to tell you things in the next two weeks that will literally make your head pop off your neck. I mean, literally. That is, in fact, a legally binding medical disclaimer.

Until next time...

Tomorrow – New York City!