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12.22.09 - Kansas City, Missouri and the Early Christmas Bounty

Usually, when offered a place to stay, I almost always volunteer to camp out in the van. This happened to be one of those times. I slept pretty comfortably by myself in the van and I woke up when Eric, guitarist for Vektor, came and started trying to get in. Groggy, but fairly well rested, I went in to see if everyone else was awake, which they seemed to be. We all got ready yet again, and headed out.

During the night before, David mentioned his Grandparents happened to live near Kansas City. He even called him to see if we could hang out there for a bit before the show. His grandpa said it was perfectly fine, and that he’d be cooking us a splendid Italian feast! Always hungry and always up for a decent shower, we all agreed to make the trek. We got to David’s elder’s house pretty early and we could smell the home cooked meal waiting for us as soon as we stepped through the door. I hopped online to check some shit out, while everyone else dummied up a shower rotation.

When it was my turn to wash off my stank, I got all my clean cloths ready and all that good stuff and went to the restroom that was empty. And let me tell you, that shower had to be the most epic of all showers I have ever laid my eyes on. It was this HUGE tiled floor surrounded by tall glass walls that almost touched the ceiling. The knobs for hot and cold were one big knob with a very Victorian, antiqueness quality to it. I gotta say, I kind dreaded spoiling such an amazing shower with all my ass juices and sweat deposits. Haha! I wanted to take a picture too, but I wasn’t sure if that was borderline creeper or not. So, I decided against it.

My shower over, and my body sparkling, I went back to join the gang, who had started eating without me. And as I passed the table on the way to put my dirty cloths away, I saw it laden with food upon food. My mouth began to water at once, so I hurried back as fast as I could. Now sitting at the table, a plate before, and mounds of grub before that, I grabbed what I could and dub in. Mr. David’s Grandpa had cooked us a VERY, very fine pre-Christmas, Christmas meal. He oven roasted a big slab of ham, with bowls full of mashed potatoes, green beans, sweet potatoes, and awesome ass rolls! It was friggggginnnn delicious! I had like 3 plates of all that yummy goodness. Then for dessert we had warm apple pie with scoops of vanilla ice cream

The best part of the dinner was how we all get along together between us two bands. This tour, so far, has been the best one. The last one with Witchaven and Bonded By Blood will always mean a little more to me I think than any tour, because of how personal it was being on tour with friends I literally grew up with, and friends we swore we’d do such a thing in our juvenile adolescence. And for that, that’ll always be the tour that means the most to this old soul. But this tour now, with Vektor, is something different. As an overall tour prospective and standpoint, we couldn’t have picked a better band to do this with. These four guys + Ryan, the roadie, are beyond awesome. The one thing I’ve noticed that we do more on this tour than the others, is laugh. Well of course we laughed on the other tours, for they all, of course, had their moments. But on this tour, we laugh our asses off constantly. We all joke around with each other and every day there’s something hilarious to bust to. During the dinner, I almost barfed up the delicious food I had just consumed, because I was laughing so hard. We’re all just really good friends. And we get along so great.

Once our bellies were full and the last of us showered, we said our farewells and proceeded to the venue. We arrived just on time, and unloaded in the wet rain. I set up merch, of course, and sat back and chilled. I talked it up with a lot of fans from that area that we had made on our previous endeavors. Really cool dudes, and dudettes. I also got to meet a really awesome Japanese fan. He’s really into the band, and I remember seeing him the last time out, but I didn’t get a chance to meet him. He was a really great kid. We chatted the best we could, and he bought some shit. So that’s awesome.

Apparently, some funny ass shit went down in the backstage area, but I wasn’t there, so I can’t report on that.

After our sets we sold a lot more stuff, and began the process of loading up.

While we were breaking everything down from the stage and everyone was leaving to the bar, I noticed this couple dancing next to the stage. And when I say they were dancing, I mean totally getting their freak on! Haha! They were gridding all up on each other and shaking all their itty little bits. We all agreed that they pretty much should have been basically fucking right then and there. And what made this really funny, was, 1) they were really drunk and 2) the music they were dancing to was the worst music to freak to! Haha! It was all metal and shit. But they got it on anyways.

And what did I do when I passed them? Started dancing with them of course! Haha! It was fun! I tried taking video of their little dance off, but the lighting was too dark. I had to settle for a picture.

It was sprinkling rain outside when we really started to load stuff into the trailer. Ryan, Mario, and I handled it this time around by ourselves, while everyone inside continued to get drunk. During this we joked around again about dumb bullshit, and Eric came out to help a little. Then Ryan began joking with him, making this “I’m your pimp! Where’s my money?!” voice, which cracked me up something fierce.

When everything was good to go, we waited for the rest of the drunks to come piling out of the bar and into the van. Everyone was almost in, too, when this big drunk dude came waltzing in with Balmore. He was realllly plastered and was trying to get everyone to continue drinking with him. But we all wanted to go. Refusing to leave, he kept insisting we go back inside and drink till we all died. I was getting directions when he wobbled inside the van, so I was getting ready just in case something went down. Luckily we got him out of the van long enough to lock all the doors and take off!

Thus concluded our night in Kansas City.

Quote of the day: “You sit down when you pee, Nelson!” Ryan yelling at Eric while we loaded up.





		TOURS DATES \| DIARIES \| PHOTOS \| VIDEOS DANIEL'S WINTER MAYHEM TOUR DIARY ------------------------------------PREVIOUS \| NEXT 12.22.09 - Kansas City, Missouri and the Early Christmas Bounty Usually, when offered a place to stay, I almost always volunteer to camp out in the van. This happened to be one of those times. I slept pretty comfortably by myself in the van and I woke up when Eric, guitarist for Vektor, came and started trying to get in. Groggy, but fairly well rested, I went in to see if everyone else was awake, which they seemed to be. We all got ready yet again, and headed out. During the night before, David mentioned his Grandparents happened to live near Kansas City. He even called him to see if we could hang out there for a bit before the show. His grandpa said it was perfectly fine, and that he’d be cooking us a splendid Italian feast! Always hungry and always up for a decent shower, we all agreed to make the trek. We got to David’s elder’s house pretty early and we could smell the home cooked meal waiting for us as soon as we stepped through the door. I hopped online to check some shit out, while everyone else dummied up a shower rotation. When it was my turn to wash off my stank, I got all my clean cloths ready and all that good stuff and went to the restroom that was empty. And let me tell you, that shower had to be the most epic of all showers I have ever laid my eyes on. It was this HUGE tiled floor surrounded by tall glass walls that almost touched the ceiling. The knobs for hot and cold were one big knob with a very Victorian, antiqueness quality to it. I gotta say, I kind dreaded spoiling such an amazing shower with all my ass juices and sweat deposits. Haha! I wanted to take a picture too, but I wasn’t sure if that was borderline creeper or not. So, I decided against it. My shower over, and my body sparkling, I went back to join the gang, who had started eating without me. And as I passed the table on the way to put my dirty cloths away, I saw it laden with food upon food. My mouth began to water at once, so I hurried back as fast as I could. Now sitting at the table, a plate before, and mounds of grub before that, I grabbed what I could and dub in. Mr. David’s Grandpa had cooked us a VERY, very fine pre-Christmas, Christmas meal. He oven roasted a big slab of ham, with bowls full of mashed potatoes, green beans, sweet potatoes, and awesome ass rolls! It was friggggginnnn delicious! I had like 3 plates of all that yummy goodness. Then for dessert we had warm apple pie with scoops of vanilla ice cream The best part of the dinner was how we all get along together between us two bands. This tour, so far, has been the best one. The last one with Witchaven and Bonded By Blood will always mean a little more to me I think than any tour, because of how personal it was being on tour with friends I literally grew up with, and friends we swore we’d do such a thing in our juvenile adolescence. And for that, that’ll always be the tour that means the most to this old soul. But this tour now, with Vektor, is something different. As an overall tour prospective and standpoint, we couldn’t have picked a better band to do this with. These four guys + Ryan, the roadie, are beyond awesome. The one thing I’ve noticed that we do more on this tour than the others, is laugh. Well of course we laughed on the other tours, for they all, of course, had their moments. But on this tour, we laugh our asses off constantly. We all joke around with each other and every day there’s something hilarious to bust to. During the dinner, I almost barfed up the delicious food I had just consumed, because I was laughing so hard. We’re all just really good friends. And we get along so great. Once our bellies were full and the last of us showered, we said our farewells and proceeded to the venue. We arrived just on time, and unloaded in the wet rain. I set up merch, of course, and sat back and chilled. I talked it up with a lot of fans from that area that we had made on our previous endeavors. Really cool dudes, and dudettes. I also got to meet a really awesome Japanese fan. He’s really into the band, and I remember seeing him the last time out, but I didn’t get a chance to meet him. He was a really great kid. We chatted the best we could, and he bought some shit. So that’s awesome. Apparently, some funny ass shit went down in the backstage area, but I wasn’t there, so I can’t report on that. After our sets we sold a lot more stuff, and began the process of loading up. While we were breaking everything down from the stage and everyone was leaving to the bar, I noticed this couple dancing next to the stage. And when I say they were dancing, I mean totally getting their freak on! Haha! They were gridding all up on each other and shaking all their itty little bits. We all agreed that they pretty much should have been basically fucking right then and there. And what made this really funny, was, 1) they were really drunk and 2) the music they were dancing to was the worst music to freak to! Haha! It was all metal and shit. But they got it on anyways. And what did I do when I passed them? Started dancing with them of course! Haha! It was fun! I tried taking video of their little dance off, but the lighting was too dark. I had to settle for a picture. It was sprinkling rain outside when we really started to load stuff into the trailer. Ryan, Mario, and I handled it this time around by ourselves, while everyone inside continued to get drunk. During this we joked around again about dumb bullshit, and Eric came out to help a little. Then Ryan began joking with him, making this “I’m your pimp! Where’s my money?!” voice, which cracked me up something fierce. When everything was good to go, we waited for the rest of the drunks to come piling out of the bar and into the van. Everyone was almost in, too, when this big drunk dude came waltzing in with Balmore. He was realllly plastered and was trying to get everyone to continue drinking with him. But we all wanted to go. Refusing to leave, he kept insisting we go back inside and drink till we all died. I was getting directions when he wobbled inside the van, so I was getting ready just in case something went down. Luckily we got him out of the van long enough to lock all the doors and take off! Thus concluded our night in Kansas City. Quote of the day: “You sit down when you pee, Nelson!” Ryan yelling at Eric while we loaded up.