Goldendale, WA, 30th July, 2011
Well I thought I’d give you all a rest from my mad ramblings today. At least a little respite. As I’ve been promising, today’s entry has more of a photographical content.
Here are a few snaps I’ve taken recently during the tour. Enjoy…
The Board Lord’s rig!
Table 1 – Yestyx Party – Is Steve asleep?! Must be the company he keeps!
Table 2 – Yestyx Party
Table 3 – Yestyx Party
Just fulfilled a dream. I’ve joined Styx!!
God bless these guys – total respect to the servicemen!
And of course, not forgetting the ladies!!!!
Talking of which…I think Benoit’s after the Styx gig as well!
“Starship Trooper”. Me with Scott, the astronaut in Seattle, and certificate from NASA re: The NDO ‘Light Program’ in space
Up the creek in Washington…you’ll get the picture, read on…
OK, well it was business as usual on our drive this afternoon from Redmond to Goldendale – an easy couple of hundred miles, or so you’d have thought! No such luck. I didn’t take into account our tour manager’s reliance on the sat-nav system.
The journey was preceded by a superb lunch with me and my manager, Martin. Yes indeed, I trumped him once again by finding an Indian restaurant in close proximity to the hotel. How do I do it, you may ask? My answer: pure ingenuity and a lot of ‘goggling’!
So we all set off in the vehicle abut 3.00pm – me, Martin, Benoit and our tour manager, Paul Silveira. The Squires were pulling up the rear in another vehicle a bit like the Addams Family, but mobile in a vehicle, not in that spooky house, right. We were more like the Beverly Hillbillies (as it later transpired). It turns out to be a winding journey up to Goldendale, WA heading southwards near to the Northern border of Oregon.
It was all going according to plan, until Paul following his sat-nav, veered off along the gorge in the opposite direction from where we should’ve been going to the Maryhill Winery. (It was only 3 miles from that junction had we not turned off and carried straight on). Instead, we headed off on a wild goose chase, which cost us at least an hour and a half. Eventually, as time was ticking by, and it was fast approaching show-time, we turned around and headed back to that junction. Despite a sketchy phone signal I managed to Google the directions for the winery noting that it was in close proximity to that junction. Aha, the powers of modern technology!
Now I have a question here… If I were a tour manager, I would never rely exclusively on a sat-nav, particularly if heading to a more remote region. No, I’d Google it first, and find out exactly where it was, so I knew approximately where I was heading. It seems obvious to me, that would seem to be the safest option. Ya know, study the feckin map! Also, it is your duty as a tour manager to make sure your band get to a venue in plenty of time for the show. We nearly didn’t.
As it was, we cut it pretty fine and eventually turned up with just over an hour to spare before we went on. Put it this way, Styx were in full flight by the time we arrived. And it’s horrible that, because it gets you all stressed out because you don’t get the preparation for the gig time which is very important. It’s too late to eat anything, as nobody wants to go on stage on a full stomach. So we all got out of that car feeling very nerve-wracked I can tell you. Certainly not the best prep for a show, it has to be said.
However, you will see from the last picture above, there was a stunning view of the gorge to be savoured on our mistaken route. It was breathtaking. Trouble was, we were on the wrong end of it all! Aaahh, Spinal Tap indeed!
I thought the show was again a great one tonight. I was back on the in-ears, which made life a whole lot simpler. Thing is, once you get into the rhythm of a tour, it sort of becomes like auto-pilot. You know what you’ve got to do, and you know how to do it. It’s all about having a system. So, I think folks went home happy. There was a great turnout for this place that was kind of remote. Certainly, I had some nice comments at the meet ‘n greet so that’s all I really care about. If you’re happy, we’re happy!
So there was no hotel in the area for tonight. Paul had arranged for us to stay by Portland Airport for our flight out to LAX tomorrow afternoon. It was around a 2-hour drive across the border into Oregon after the show. Arrival at the hotel was about 2.00am.
Ah well, another day, another dollar…
Next stop LALA-land
Be seeing you…