Tour Log #1

We left Seattle this morning heading South on I-5. It was the usual feeling, a lot of laughter, old inside jokes being brought up, reaffirmed. I can see us settling in quicker than before, usually it takes a few more hours before the laptops come out, but over the years we've become so familiar with the monotony that we keep our distractions on deck for the instant that conversation dies down. I'm sitting sideways on the front bench, my back against the window, legs crossed in front of me, music in my ears. Five years ago this position would have made me sick, but now it's home. I can't remember the last time I felt motion sickness of any kind. We're always moving.


I'm a little nervous to see what the shows are like. These next few weeks will be like no other tour we've done, a lot of churches and venues we've never played. It could go terribly wrong or incredibly right. I hope for the latter. Lately we've been walking through whatever doors open as we try not to force our opinion on this touring thing. We've been around the block enough to know that the who-what-when of tours will rarely effect much of the outcome of the success of our band. We've come to expect less while giving the same, maybe more. We'll have fun wherever the venue, whomever the crowd, whatever the circumstance. When it comes to touring, for me it's not about the quantity of the people, its the quality of their hearts and how in tune they are with the music. Some small crowds deserve better shows.


We're making good time and we'll be to Eugene in an hour. We'll probably stop and get a hotel in Northern, CA, Redding maybe, and then it's to San Jose in the morning. My eyes just got heavy, and since a great rule of the road is "NAP WHEN YOU CAN"........


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