Where's Amos…? :: diary
November 19, 2009
Leaving a band member at a service station is one of those tour clichés you think is too ridiculous to really happen. I mean, how the hell can you not notice that you are a person short and pull away into the night and only actually realise the person is missing half an hour later when they call you…? Our only defence for leaving Amos in the middle of nowhere, clutching two bananas and having to deflect the amorous advances of the (male) petrol attendant, is it was the middle of the night, we were very sleepy, Cathy mistook a bundle of blankets for our drummer, and we mistakenly asked Justin if Amos was in the van…
Suffice to say Nolan, our tour manager/driver/soundman/heavy, was more than a little galled at having to drive another ten miles before finding an exit to turn back, adding over an hour to an already soul-sappingly long night-drive (which included having to crawl through a snow blizzard of biblical proportions for several hours).
Amos nursed after trauma of abandonment
Anyway, Salt Lake City turned out to be a nice enough town, though being the capital of Mormonism did bring out my innate and deeply rooted suspicion of anyone with religious convictions and many of the townsfolk appeared to have the vapid serenity of doomsday cult members. This may have been a projection born from irrational prejudice, however.
Salt Lake City was our first show as a five piece and it went pretty well, though Justin felt a bit lonely by himself stage left. A clutch of very drunk women whooping and gyrating right in front of the stage was also a little distracting. I’m guessing they weren’t Mormons.
Next was a little known (to me) town called Boise. The venue turned out to be pretty big and the stage looked particularly impressive once bunted up and clad with our illuminated festoonery. After the show we were transformed into a bunch of cooing idiots upon sighting a racoon in a small tree. Despite warnings it would chew our faces off given half a chance, we hounded it with flashes bulbs for several minutes until it tired of us and disappeared into the night. Possibly blind.
Would have made a lovely hat
Leon x
Comments
Lauralee (Nov 19, 06:43 PM) said:
This makes me laugh. Just this morning we were discussing religion in my sociology class. The LDS religion used to be a cult, and grew out of that into a sect. The large amount of members and the fact that the religion is no longer new, now makes the LDS religion a church.
Anyways awesome show the other night, thanks for coming!
Trystan (Nov 20, 04:36 PM) said:
Haha! Poor Amos! You all did an AMAZING job in Boise, and were all very nice, despite the poor music scene and various drunkards/hooligans in the audience. Big thanks to Amos for being patient and hunting out the least un-bent vinyl in the box and taking quite a few posters. And a big thanks to the whole band for signing a poster and a vinyl!! Again your performance was incredible! I sincerely hope you all come back to Boise very soon.
-Trystan
p.s.If Leon wants i have a Racoon hat thats been gathering dust that he can have. haha.
LSK (Nov 20, 09:24 PM) said:
ahah! Poor Amos! This sound like it’s been taken out of “little miss sunshine”… Reminds me of school trips when teachers are counting kids over and over in the bus after a stop…
Cmdr. William fooney III (Nov 23, 09:51 PM) said:
greetings from the crew and i from a secret underwater nuclear establishment that cannot be named due to annoying junk mail-they’ll find you anywhere.mum said’D‘WANNA COME AND PUT YA STUFF ON’ :-).live that life.always looking in x
Alan (Nov 30, 03:33 AM) said:
Looking forward to the Santa Fe show tomorrow. Are those raccoon lips for real or did some use photoshop?
C (Dec 5, 08:28 AM) said:
Haha my parents left me at a gas station TWICE on the same day on our way to a outta state wedding so I feel your pain Amos!
pierre-marie (Dec 5, 07:34 PM) said:
bonjour de france
superbe musique continuez à nous enchanter !