Hot. Hot and humid. This show definitely holds the record for the most I’ve sweated all tour(s). No wind at all at load in so we were just baking. Then a cool breeze blew past and we had to scramble to get all the rain gear in place before the storm hit. A couple bands in the rain then it cleared. The day ends, we pack the truck and head for the bus. Not too bad of a day, but very glad to call it a day and relax for a bit.
But that was not what the day had in order for us.
No sooner than I had kicked off my shoes then Milk (the crew cheif and FOH tech) bursts into the bus asking if we heard the radio. None of us had, of course, since the day was done and the radios were off. He then rapidly filled us in on what happened. Apparently the mainstage monitor console had taken a shit (his words) right before Rob Zombie was about to go on, and they needed the identical console from our stage. The problem is we just packed that console (in the middle of the truck) and most likely that truck was already rolling out to the next city. We three dash off of the bus and head over with all due haste to where the silverstar stage was. Finding a fully packed stage and truck about to drive off. Explaining the situation to the driver we pull open the back right as a forklift with the manstage guys arrives. Unstacking and unloading as little as possible we had to dig in and retrieve the console, get it on the forklift, and on its merry way back to the manstage.
Then we repack the truck, send the driver off, and try round two at relaxing on the bus.
(me riding on the side as the truck tries to get closer to the mainstage)
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| From Mayhem 2010 |
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