Conversations of Russia and the stupid mother fokker, and we convoy off to St.Petersburg."
We played a great set for the Vikings and immediately stormed off to shmorg (I said it again) at Micky D's. Had a pre-fix conversation with Courtney from "The Dandy Warhol's" blurry blurry.(they were in electric lady studios while David and I were recording "Paper Monsters"), and set off to the festival.We're all confused. Don't get me started! I got up e few hours later and went to the downstairs restaurant for my usual large consumption of caffeine.
#DEPECHE MODE MESSAGE BOARD PAPER MONSTERS MOVIE#
Thoughts of the movie "Insomnia".the Norwegian one, not the crap Hollywood remake. Checked into hotel, went to go sleep and spent 15 minutes trying to find the extra set of curtains to screen out the Nordic light.they don't exist. All right, I don't know where we are (Finland?) and I don't care.Seeing our tour bus after four days on a crop duster was a massive relief, even though it was freezing out. We sit and wait and melt and wait while they make a few adjustments (the plane is picking up the "massive attack" after us). Nausea sets in at the sight of our fokker on the tarmac. Trying to find misplaced items from my stupor, we set off for the airport again. The rest is blurry, except to say my consciousness was wakened by a fabulous four coarse meal back at the hotel. He gave it his all while I stayed put out of fear of fainting. Hitting the stage with screams for Jon I was immediately hit with some sort of wet object.not sure, don't want to know. This is show is fueled by an oxygen tank, stage right. Bon Jovi is headlining and the hits keep coming in the back of the van.
Dripping wet, the band set off for the Heineken Festival in Imola. I got so lost that I actually lost myself back to the hotel, if that is imaginable. We were staying in an older part of town (looks like an old fortress) where the architecture goes on and on and on. So delusional, that I set out for a walk and immediately got lost. This is day three of four in a row and I'm broken. The rooms are hot, everything is hot and there is no relief. "Shmorgas is over.thank god!!! The heat is pounding in Bologna. They are not happy, but you wouldn't know that by their professionalism. Having to remove the first several rows of seats, the crew then has to carry all the weighted down flight cases over the back rows. This was a much longer flight and our poor crew was on the edge of broken. Friday the 13th is not the most assuring date to hop on a Fokker 50 but needless to say, we explored the Scandinavian skies once more. Not sure of the lyric content (must be about the Norwegian women) but what a show.again, freaks of nature. We sat by the stage with our jaws on the floor. After we won a few new fans over, the band hung around to watch one of Norway's own, "The Kaizer Orchestra". David has been in top form, on and off the stage.and it just gets better. With the thunderous rhythm section of Martyn and Victor, wonderfully augmented by Vince on keyboards and vocals, we've been laying a fantastic sonic bed for Dave to romp in. By the way, now is a good time to mention what great form the band is in. The truth from here on in is questionable. After a morning of being a tourist with Vince and Simon (tour manager), the band set off to the festival site. It's a freak of nature and that's all I can say. "Shmorgas.again? All I can say is that you have to go to Norway at least once in your life. After the rubber bands were wound up and the mice fed, we buzzed up into the skies toward Norway." Put it this way, if you don't know what a Fokker 50 is, then this should be a clue.every band and crew member were clamoring to call home. This was the beginning of three days of flying to and from gigs with the crew and our gear. After a nice chat with the "Massive" boys and girls, including Ivan (who tour managed me while on the Banshees stint last summer), we set off to meet our "private plane". A sea of hopped up, boozed out kids dying for a good time we played our festival set with vigor.
"Shmorgas? Giant pepper shakers, moose wrestling, fucked up dry cleaning, naked male ass in the swimming pool (it's just wrong), good coffee, long check out, we set off to play the Hultsfred Festival (Sweden). They also had uploaded some photos on their site which are still online. This is the only digitally published tour diary out of all tour diaries that is still available on the official site, but has nevertheless been copied below. Victor Indrizzo, the drummer of Dave's touring band for the 2003 Paper Monsters Tour, sent reports from the road written by the various members of the touring band to.
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