People have the strangest misconceptions of what being a roadie is like. They think being on the road is non-stop partying, backstage at the shows, at the hotels, and everywhere else we find ourselves in our travels. While that might sometimes be true for the bands (some bands, not all), we crew folks have work to do. Nobody's being paid to party out here. "Living the dream" for us mostly consists of a few hours of stress release on the occasional day off.
On a show day, it doesn't matter if I'm in Paris, France, or Boise, Idaho. I'm in a windowless room in a building, with little chance of even getting outside into the fresh air. But get me to that day off and I'll be out and about, enjoying bars, restaurants, and activities all over the world with my road family.
Made it to our Madrid hotel, checked in, and then headed out to the venue to load in and set up the office. The gig tomorrow is the Rock In Rio Festival (Madrid edition), and is located about 30 minutes outside of the city.
Spotted this amazing fountain on the way out of town...
After taking care of all that, back to the hotel, then off for a late-night dinner with a group of folks. We went to a tapas/paella restaurant about 2 blocks from the hotel. Food so good, make ya wanna slap yo mama, like this paella...
Looking for a good night of sleep tonight, because following the show tomorrow night will be our worst-of-tour travel experience…
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