Days XIII-XVI: CMJ Music Festival - New York City

So, after our triumphant ass-kicking D.C. show it was time for it all to get sexy. Yes, people, it was time for all the hard work of tour to pay off, it was the top of the proverbial roller coaster, it was everything you could imagine and more....it was time for CMJ.

Seriously, we were very excited to get to New York to strut our stuff for record labels, distributors, lawyers, managers and thousands and thousands of wanna-be stars. Folks, our schmooze meters were set on code red and we knew it was now or never (ok, it wasn’t that tense, but it sounds cooler that way). Here are a couple highlights of the first few days:

-On Halloween the band returned to Siberia, the bar we had played the second night of tour, to support our friends in rock Uptown Sinclair (featuring sex machine Bill Watterson). The bar remembered FXA and for some reason gave us lots of free drinks. I subsequently had one of those experiences where you feel really great one minute and then, a split second later, you absolutely know you’re going to be sick. So I went up to the street and sat on the filthy pavement in front a giant pile of the bar’s garbage where, yes indeed, I became ill. Then the bouncer came out in an obviously foul mood and I panicked because I knew he was going to yell at me for throwing up in front of the club....that is, until he apologized to me and began violently throwing up in the trash right next to me. Ah, rock and roll.

-Jordan and I ate Mexican food from a Chinese restaurant. If you think that sounds like a bad idea, well, you’re right. Pow, it was terrible.

-We picked up the new cd and had a big round of high fives and hugs in the car. Pete even shed a tear, which in turn caused us all to shed tears, which all flowed together and for a second, just one second, glowed like a magical star.

-Gordon attended more events and panels than I would have considered humanly possible. He didn’t get us a record deal, but he hooked himself up with a three album contract through Dreamworks as a solo artist called Romeo Blue.

-Good band friend Matt came down to see the show and he and I watched a documentary about people who live in the New York Subway. We decided not to become like those people.

Other than that, we partied a lot and got ready for the big show, which will be described in all its gory detail tomorrow. Until then, try not to throw up on the street or eat Chinexican food....

Tomorrow - Last tour diary entry - big CMJ showcase!!!