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We were absolutely honoured to be asked to tour Europe with the incredible Wild Beasts. We were already huge ns so a two week cultural jaunt with each day bringing a closing reward of a Wild Beats gig had us drooling. This came as a big surprise to us after our last meeting quite a few back in Hamburg, Andy tells the story in his little section.
Topping this, those Drowned in Sound chaps seem to think people might want to hear about our exploits so how could we refuse. We thought a blow-by-blow account of every day might be a bit much so weve chosen to each focus on an individual day we felt could be worth highlighting. If you dont have the stomach for this little text marathon then we have supplied some pictures: expect fondue, the usual bits of food that look like willies, some bottom-slapping and Robin taking largely inappropriate opportunities to show his support for Stockport County.
The tour kicked off in Tourcoing followed by Nantes. Were gonna st-forward to Speds account of Paris and his usual complaint about beer prices just to prove we were there
Just three gigs in to the tour and we were already beginning to lose our minds in the van. Jammed in some tough Paris traffic, only half a mile away from the venue, we resorted to screwing up our ces like a badgers arse and rt noises. Fifteen minutes of tears and laughter later we arrived at the venue; La Flche dOr. This was the only time we left Wild Beasts to do our joint headline show with Young Galaxy.
It is a pretty notorious venue, renowned for thunderous, hot, sweaty shows. I was trusting that ours would be no exception.
Between finishing up sound-check and stage time we decided to visit the Eiffel Tower. It was about a mile walk down the road… and then seventeen tube stops. I hate the tube. It was so hot,knight gold I felt like a red puddle of piss. I decided to pass the half hour journey playing a very angry game of angry birds.
Our stop. You literally walk out of the tube station and glance to your left Wow. There it is, all lit up gold, such an impressive sight. Whats slightly less impressive is that it cost myself and Pete 18 euros for two pints of Kronenbourg, whilst in view of the tower. I think I only brought 30 euros for the whole tour.
Stage time was getting closer and closer so it was time to take my vourite form of transport back to the venue and see how the crowd was shaping up. The crowd was roaring and the room was steaming. It makes sense really, considering the venue is an old abandoned train station. The old rail still runs directly underneath.
On we went to hefty applause, which was very affirming. From what I could see through the dazzling lights, the crowd went right from the front of the stage to the very back near the merch stand. They were massively up for a good night and sang along to everything they knew. It puts you in a certain zone when you play to a crowd like that wow gold, the gig was always going to be good. Safe to say the venue lives up to its legend. Happy days.
After a day off of travelling from Paris and some fine fondue by Lake Geneva, day six saw take the scenic trip through the Swiss Alps to Milan.
The picturesque journey was made all the more interesting with the running commentary from DU guitarist and glacier expert, Dr Peter Timothy Broadhead.
We arrived in Milan, loaded into the venue cheap rs gold, and checked in at our hotel. There was much confusion regarding the clocks changing Perpetuum Nic, and we found the 6 of us living in 3 different time zones. Following our Tour Manager Pauls clock (I think he was on Russian time),My Blog For wow gold. we ended up missing dinner and headed back to the venue in time for our slot.
Despite playing on empty stomachs, the gig was great fun, and it soon became clear that the people of Milan love their prog. Its always nice to see people singing along to our songs in towns and cities weWorld of Warcraft EU Goldve never played before, especially when its in a different country!
The sweaty five of us departed the stage and headed out for some Italian food. It ended up being one of the finest meals we had on the tour with everyone indulging in delicious seafood dishes (Speds pizza had 40 mussels on it). Our only downll really was purchasing the two cheapest bottles of wine on the menu, which left an odd taste in the mouth.
We went back to the venue to catch the end of another storming set by Wild Beasts. Post-gig, we were invited onto Wild Beasts bus for some beers and a game of FIFA 2012 (were still playing FIFA 2002 in our bus). Unfortunately Gold Capped: Why Mysterious Fortune Cards will alw, I lost the match I played 5-0 to Katie Harkin… Never mind.
The evening reached its conclusion with more unnecessary beers back at the hotel room. Needless to say, we all felt like steaming piles of dog e the next day. With the help of one too many beers, Tour Manager Pauls body