Backstage with Baldy
Newport – November 16th
We had a day off before the final show in Newport, so it was only natural for the crew to gather at a pub just down the street from the hotel.
I rarely join in the festivities when the crew goes barhopping, due to the fact that I don’t drink much anymore, coupled with the even more powerful fact that I don’t wanna.
But we’re about to take an extended break, and I love my fellow crew brothers, so I went down to join in, and the next thing I knew, I was being bombarded with glasses of rum & 7-Up.
And it turns out that getting drunk is just as fun as I remember it being.
Hanging out with the band and crew is my absolute favorite part of the job, and when you add in a few drinks and Jerry’s tech doing a spot-on David Lee Roth impression, it’s a guaranteed good time.
We eventually made our way back to the hotel, where the lobby was absolutely crammed with about 50 hotel guests gathered around a piano and singing.
That just added to the party spirit, so we went to the hotel bar, where we had a few friends waiting. These friends were more than happy to buy a couple rounds of tequila shots (which I politely declined) and the merriment continued.
It was a great night, and the best part was the fact that I woke up on show day feeling only slightly crappy.
The Newport Centre is a self-described leisure center, and the gig was held in what Sean correctly described as a gymnasium.
It was a little surreal at first, but once you cram a couple thousand people in there and turn the lights down, it’s just like any other gig. And it was another great one, with the Newport fans going nuts.
95 minutes later it was over, and the band wrapped up 2013.
I could go into a long drawn out recollection of the highlights of 2013: the introduction of Donnie, Nesta, Unta, & Stanley. The release of the album. The multiple tours that followed.
But I can’t lie. My break has already started.
I’m writing this from a hammock on a beach on an island off the African coast.
It may seem a bit strange to jump on a plane and fly 15 hours to take a vacation when your job entails jumping on planes and living in hotels, but that’s what I’ve done.
And I’m a bit distracted, so I’ll just say thanks again for stopping in to read the blog.
It means a lot, and I truly appreciate it. And to those of you who write in and comment, or come up to me at shows and say you read it, thank you very much.
I look forward to getting back out there next year and doing it all over again.
Until then, I have a fruity umbrella drink to tend to…