I would have written sooner, but I’ve been helping tend to the many injuries suffered by the various members of the Wheatus touring party. During that time we’ve traveled to an played York, Manchester, Stoke-On-Trent, Sheffield, and Kingston-All-Up-On-Them-Thames. Fan videos abound. I am certain also that the twittersphere is bloated with errata regarding our goings-on. What I bring to you here is something you can’t get anywhere else: the inside scoop. Would you like sprinkles with that?
Category Archives: Ken Flagg
Wheatus Tour Diary: Injury, Agony and the Will To Carry On
Wheatus Tour Diary: Cardiff, Barnsley and the Space-Time Continuum
I had heard from veteran touring musicians that life on the road became a haze of gigs and sleeping, that time became an elusive nymph, always laughing at you from right around the corner. “Balderdash!” I retorted. “I always know what day it is and what city I’m in.” I sit here now with my tail between my legs, recently informed about how ignorant I really was. For example: today, I called my lovely girlfriend Penelope at around 7am to wake her up and wish her a lovely day at work. “Why?” she responded groggily. “It’s Saturday.” My world as I knew it was turned upside-down.
