Day 10, Friday September 7

A nice, long drive to Ebersberg. We arrived pretty early, so we did what we usually did - waited. The venue was a youth center, and it was pretty nice. There was a support band, which I forgot the name of, and they were pretty fun. They all came up to us, taking turns, saying "We're using your equipment tonight, just so you know." The funniest guy was the drummer, who said to Rodrigo: "I didn't bring any of my gear, cause I am using yours. What cymbals do you have? -Because I am using them as well" It was not a question, rather a decision he made. Of course we said no to them, not because of us being cheap bastards, but rather as a reaction to their attitude. Sharing backline is ok with us if the circumstances are such, but when bands take for granted that they don't have to bring their own stuff, without even asking us if it's ok, then we don't lend our gear. Call us cheap, but that's how it is. Anyways, they were a bit whiny about that, talking amongst themselves, and saying some funny stuff about us in their native tongue. Woe to them that one of us talks a little and understands even more german.Which was to be revealed during our set, ha ha! Funny stuff! We made a nice little gig, and then drained the place. Kent Aalborg showed up for the first time during the tour, ripping it, and that was interesting.

Day 11, Saturday September 8

A not so nice, long drive to Wiener Neustadt. Since Mr Aalborg showed up last night, I wasn't really fit to meet the day until we eventually arrived in W-N. There was a sack of garbage, showing a slight resemblance to myself lying in the back seat for the whole drive. When we got to the venue, I was finally able to walk, and I even had something to eat, which revived me a little. The venue was a nice place called Triebwerk, and we installed us backstage. Of course I forgot the name of the supporting band, but I remember them to be pretty cool to watch. A raw, straight-up punk band. Nice. Our set was pretty ok, despite my somewhat tired appearance. After the show, we hung out for a while, and then went to the local Irish pub for some socializing. The people at the venue also went there, and we had a good time together. Our sleeping place for the night was at a guy named Conny's place. Really nice beds, excellent shower, and he was super friendly and hospitable. A good night's sleep indeed!

Day 12, Sunday September 9

The beautiful city of Ljubljana awaited us. I had been there once before, drinking Satanic Surfers beer, and carrying some stuff, so I was really excited about coming back. We had a great time at the Orto Klub in 2005. This time we played Gala Hala, which was a part of an artist community center, which I think was squatted or something. Really cool place anyways. The weather was beautiful when we arrived, and we just hung out in their backyard, drinking some beer in the sunshine. On today's show, we were squeezed in between Austria's finest: Rentokill, and headlining act Mad Sin. Our show went really good, and it felt like our set only became tighter and better for every show we played. The crowd seemed to like us, and it always helps. Rentokill were really nice to watch, and Mad Sin was really something. Maybe not my cup of tea, but they were really entertaining to watch. Psychobilly with all ingredients. As usual, we hung out for a while afterwards, socializing and having a good time. When we finally went to the "really cool and nice sleeping place" which was supposed to be in an indoor skatepark, we were up for a treat. We opened the door, expecting a skatepark of some size, but what met us was a room, slightly bigger than an average garage, in which they had put two vertramps. The description the promotor had given us also included a shower, and the room was supposed to be warm. Neither was correct. Sweet! We found some sofa couches, which we used as makeshift mattresses, laying outside in the backyard, and those of us who had sleeping bags wouldn't freeze at least. I slept in the van to rest my old bones. At least I had a pretty nice sleep. Mathias and Tom, who both are over 190 cms tall had some trouble with the ramp's curve...

Day 13, Monday September 10

Day off. Finally. Also we were able to explore Ljubljana a little more. We went back to Gala Hala and parked the vans. We all headed down to the city center to find some breakfast. Some of us eventually ended up in a nice sandwich bar, which had a good variety of both vegan and vegetarian alternatives. We stayed there for a while, had some beers, and decided to move on to more outdoor cafés to really enjoy the slovenian beer culture. About four in the afternoon, we were pretty fuzzy, and decided to head back to the vans where some of the guys were waiting.When we got there, a guy from the venue told us about a hostel around the corner, where we could eat some lunch/dinner before we headed off to Vienna. It was a nice place with veggie food, and nice drinks. When we left there, I checked the room rates and found out that a 6-bed room would have cost €22! We were 12 people, so we could have slept in a really nice hostel for only €3.67 a person. Thanks for sharing that information with us, mr promotor... He was nice anyways, but that felt a little strange. After finishing our meal, we headed off to Vienna, where the Arena people let us stay an extra night before we were supposed to play. Thanks!!!

Day 14, Tuesday September 11

Since we already were in Vienna, we had a lot of time to check out the city. We called Jack of Rentokill, and he showed us some parts of the beautiful city. We also went to do some much needed laundry.We hung out for the whole day, until it was time for load in at Arena. Much appreciated, Jack! Thanks! When we got to Arena, we found out that the opening band, the Process, from Gothenburg, Sweden, were touring without a backline. When Glenn, their drummer, was doing the drum routine with Rodrigo, Glenn, their bassguy, and Glenn and Glenn, their guitarists were talking to us about their stuff. They claimed that someone at Arena had promised them to use our stuff, which, of course, wasn't true. It ended up pretty well anyhow, with us lending them our spare 4X12, and the drums. They arranged some other stuff to cover the rest. Yet another communication failure. We always felt strange when that discussion came up, since we were playing on Enemy Alliance's stuff. Micke's JCM800 died at the first show, and Niklas amp died before we even tried it. I was the only one with a working amplifier, but I borrowed EA's 8X10 cabinet for the whole tour. Thanks Steve! And thanks EA! The Process played a short and intense set, and I thought they were pretty nice. Our set was, in my opinion, one of the best on this tour. I'm glad that the guys from Wiener Neustadt, who we put on the guestlist, could see us doing a good show. At least me doing a good show... Some guys from Rentokill also came, and we hung out, having a good time afterwards. Really nice! After the venue closed, we went to the other bar at the Arena complex. Mr Kenta Aalborg showed up for the second time, and witnessed the locals involving in decadence seldom seen before. It was a strange and funny afterparty. Rodrigo and Stefan from EA were scaring people with occult stuff, and some swamp-punks got beaten up. Another fine day!

Day 15, Wednesday September 12

Back to Germany again, to play the final four shows on the tour. The Cafe Central in Weinheim is a place I've been to before, both playing with Adhesive once or twice, and also working with the Surfers once or twice. It's a really nice venue, and they're very helpful and professional. Always nice to be there. The show, however, turned out to be the second worst on the tour, peoplewise. Too bad, but we did our best to make the people there feel good. We hung out for a short while, and then went to a hotel, for a well needed sleep.

Day 16, Thursday September 13

Alter Stadbahnhof in Schweinfurt. Also a place I've been to before. Super friendly people, and everything is well taken care of. We came there pretty early, so after unloading the vans, there was time to go and check out the city center. We found a music store, so we could restock on some stuff, and I was also searching for an organic food store, to bring some nice veggie sausages and salami home. Oh yes! I bought half the store, I think. Tom even found vegan döner and some fake chicken fillets, which he was very happy for. After hanging out for a while, we went back to the venue to set the stage. Since it was apretty small stage, we had some trouble fitting the 8X10 bass cabinet, but the soundguy, experienced as he was, just brought forth some beer boxes, which fit the stage height perfectly. Problem solved, and we could rock! It was a nice, and horribly sweaty show, but I really enjoyed myself. We were staying in the clubflat, which meant that we didn't have to leave for some sleeping place. We hung out in the nice bar, and the barkeeper treated us with some free Jägermeister shots. Really nice, and we all sang sweet Swedish "snapsvisor". A night to remember.

Day 17, Friday September 14

Off to Julich, where we played a venue named "Kuba". It was a really nice venue, located in something that I suppose was some kind of cultural center. One opening band played, and they were pretty nice to watch, even though the endless backline issue reurned... We played a decent set, even though my voice was at it's end. It was really hard to sing, but our set was pretty good anyways. We had a nice flow to it at this stage of the tour, by cutting away useless talking or tuning just for the sake of it. It felt really good. Tonight was Tom's last night with the boys, which felt strange. However, we had a great time together, and I hope he enjoyed it as much as we did. Kenta Aalborg found his way here, as well, and after drinking until 5.30, he finally went to sleep. It was a hard night.

Day 18, Saturday September 15

Up at 8 to drive to Holland. I was not dead, despite the long night. Glory! We went to Nijmegen, Holland, to drop off our little Tom. The drive there went smoothly, and we came to Mathias of Smash the Statues around noon. He gave us some coffee, and we hung out at his house for a while, just in time to meet Wokkel once again. Always a treat! We took a nice goodbye of our Dutch buddies, and headed back to Germany, where Hameln was our last stop on the tour. EA were already there when we got there, so we just unloaded quickly and had some food. The venue, Regenbogen, was really big, and had a really big stage. That felt pretty strange, considering we'd mainly played small clubs and stages during this tour. They unfortunately had some local restriction concerning the db-level, so we had to turn the amplifiers sideways on stage. This in order to keep the sound lower. Really strange... We also got our new backdrop, which Klaudia of Trashmark brought along. Really sweet! A little more manageable than the one we brought along. Thanks Klaudia! There were two support bands, none of which were my cup of tea. Our set was pretty ok, even though it was hard to muster enough energy, and my voice was still strained. I think we all were thinking about going home. Micke, however, found the energy to play on his back, spinning around like Angus Young in his best days. Really hilarious. Always full of surprises, that one! After the show, we all sat backstage counting shirts and doing the nice economy thing with Klaudia. Trashmark bought some shirts off us, so in the near future you will be able to order stuff directly from them. Easy and nice! Our sleeping place for the night was at a really nice apartment hotel. I had a 30 minute shower, and then slept lika a baby.

Day 19, Sunday September 16

Up at 6 to start the 1100 kilometers drive home to beautiful Sörmland. We drove straight through Germany, and then stopped at the infamous Bordershop in Puttgarden. After staying there for over an hour, stashing up on cheap alcohol and such, we took the ferry over to Denmark. 1,5 hours later we rolled into Malmö, Sweden, where we unloaded some EA stuff, and gave away a shitload of money to our booking agency. After what felt like the longest drive in my life, we finally rolled into our dear hometown Katrineholm, where our homes and families awaited... Yes!!!!

See you next time, Europe!!!!

/Geir - The Indecision Alarm