The Realities of Unsigned Band Life
I've said it before, but there are things that go along with being in an unsigned band that people do not tell you about before you sign yourself up to the job.
The day-to-day jobs outnumber the gigging, meeting people and doing cool stuff by a pretty hefty margin. Our booking agent just sent us the details of a 10-date November tour, and the Schools Tour dates are just starting to come together. This happened within a week of finding out that our van is no longer roadworthy. So away from all the songwriting, rehearsing, recording etc. We have to find a van, go check it out, buy it, strip it out and put in all the things we need (bunks for sleeping, storage areas, internal lights etc.)
I'm not complaining, as there is actually a massive sense of achievement attached to most of this stuff.
We are in a lucky position, in that we earned enough from our last set of touring to pay for the bulk of the new van. We know bands who can't afford to do that so we appreciate how good it is, but it still doesn't undermine the amount of work that we pour in to getting a tour on the road before a single date is even thought about.
It's at these times that I count myself lucky to have Kev in our band, as not only is he a kick-ass drummer, but he also knows how to build things, weld, and use power tools. Not my area of expertise. I'll post some photos of the new van up on the street-team so go check them out if you get time.
Dan is also in my good books at the moment as he's been working so hard on booking schools tours, which is one of the most mind-numbing jobs we've ever done. Calling hundreds of receptionists over a few days can be repetitive to say the least.
We're are getting really close to where all the day-to-day stuff starts to blend into playing shows, which is where it gets fun. I have had no decent stories to tell recently, as I haven't left my home-town for weeks on end. I am going crazy. Literally. I need something exciting to happen. I haven't felt adrenaline pump through my bloodstream in so long I've forgotten what it feels like.
I hope the same thing isn't happening to you,