The sequel of the already legendary Tour Report pt. I. Here it is, by the way, go and buy the new PJ Harvey Album "White Chalk". Lovin' it.
Dec 24, Nova Gorica, Slovenia
Dec 24, Nova Gorica, Slovenia
After an awesome 10-hour sleep we got up in the morning in Vienna. Actually my mind won't let me remember if we hung out in Vienna or if we drove straight forward to Slovenia. But I know, that we were listening to Turbonegro in the van, and I also remember by now, that Krieger (singer of Fall Apart) went at war with a bus stop sign. You can't imagine? Pretty simple: He tried to get our van out of the parking and ignored the above mentioned sign. The sound of "Kkkkkkkkkkkrsh" was recognisable for everyone inside the van. If we hadn't expect this tour to turn out a finacially disaster, we realized so shortly after that accident. But hey, Krieger's gonna pay this on his one and will most likely sell some of his xposix records on ebay to do so. Yup.
So, Slovenia! We arrived there, while the sun was setting and it was an awesome landscape. A little bit of a mediterrian feeling came up and we got high hopes for the show that night. The promoter of the show mailed us before, to let us know that we should just try to find "the huge casino building in the center of the city". We did so, some minutes passed by and a super chill anarcho-crustie with booze in his hands walked our way saying something like "So, you are swiss bastards? Welcome!". Awesome! Turns out, the show takes place at a small squat called Ideal Bar. They had a party going on for three days already which was their way to celebrate Christmas. We spend some time in the "backstage" watching Nirvana Homevideos as well as the super good movie STREET TRASH together with a super drunk anarcho (with an old MAYHEM Longsleeve btw.) who seemed to know every single spoken word in the movie. After a lot of hanging around and having food, FALL APART played a short set in front of 15 people. So did we. We gave away some free shirts as well as a lot of beer and the crowd seemed to like it. Altough they found it pretty strange, that most of us weren't totally drunk.
Dominik, our drummer banged the drum so hard, that there was a huge hole afterwards. One of the guys in FALL APART didn't know any better than sayin' "You can put your penis into this!", so one of the crusties managed to do so... Now, imagine yourself how a completely wasted punk tries to put his dick into this hole of the snare head in front of some retards from Switzerland.
After the show we had to load our gear into the van again, cause we had a long drive before us through the night. The punks tried their best to convince us to stay there and party on with them for like forever, but we didn't. Everyone got into the van, I had to stay up the whole drive, to make sure our driver didn't fall asleep. Again, the whole landscape was awesome. We drove through Croatia were there was a lot of snow contrary to the almost warm weather in Slovenia.
We decided to make a short trip to Budapest, Hungary since we had enough time. At the borders to Hungary policemen stopped us and asked us for some kind of a permission we should had in order to pass the borders. We didn't know anything about that and so the guys in blue told us to drive back to the borders of SLOVENIA to get some. Wow... needless to say, we didn't want to do so. All of a sudden, the one guy said something in the way of "Well, you are a rockband, so you have to sing something for us to pass the borders, and yeah, give us a cd". There we were, 9 kids in a van singing "Jingle Bells" at 4 o'clock in the morning somewhere in eastern europe.
After I told them, that we sound like Bruce Springsteen they were satisfied and let us pass.
Dez 25, Banska Bystrica, Slovakia
It seemed to me like this day never ended. After ending up in Budapest at 9 in the morning on this holy day, we started to realise that every single shop was closed that date. Too bad. Especially for Benno, since he tends to be a hungry guy. Somewhere along the highway I also managed to get rid of my beloved STRIFE baseball cap (Victory Records, circa 1997), since I thought that it will bring us no luck. So, that was definitely a hard but fair decision.
Banksa Bystrica is a nice, small town. I'm not sure but from what I saw, it seems quite touristic and also there were a lot of alternativ/punk people around there. We finally found a Pizzeria with cheap prices and I lost my wallet. Or it got stolen. Whatever.
The show was put up by a cool Irish guy, who's name I already forgot. But he was supernice and took care of us. There were alot of people and some local bands raging from Crust to Screamo to Grindcore. My ears heard a Nasum Covertune as well. I went into the van to take some sleep, because I was so damn tired and the show was set up late. I guess, we both played good sets that night. We played the song "Shroud" from a band called Born Against. We did this several times before, but it's kinda weird, when after the show an elderly guy comes up to you, wanting to thank you so much for that one song and so on. I mean, in Switzerland or Germany, when playing a classic hardcore show, people are way too cool to tell you so, nor do they know any bands that aren't hyped at the moment. Sad but true.
Our singer also managed to break some girls' hearts. While playing our show, two girls were standing in the first row. All eyes on him, without even noticing the REST OF US BEING COOL AS WELL! No, sorry. Nevermind.
We crashed at the promoters house and I finally got my urgently needed sleep.
So, Slovenia! We arrived there, while the sun was setting and it was an awesome landscape. A little bit of a mediterrian feeling came up and we got high hopes for the show that night. The promoter of the show mailed us before, to let us know that we should just try to find "the huge casino building in the center of the city". We did so, some minutes passed by and a super chill anarcho-crustie with booze in his hands walked our way saying something like "So, you are swiss bastards? Welcome!". Awesome! Turns out, the show takes place at a small squat called Ideal Bar. They had a party going on for three days already which was their way to celebrate Christmas. We spend some time in the "backstage" watching Nirvana Homevideos as well as the super good movie STREET TRASH together with a super drunk anarcho (with an old MAYHEM Longsleeve btw.) who seemed to know every single spoken word in the movie. After a lot of hanging around and having food, FALL APART played a short set in front of 15 people. So did we. We gave away some free shirts as well as a lot of beer and the crowd seemed to like it. Altough they found it pretty strange, that most of us weren't totally drunk.
Dominik, our drummer banged the drum so hard, that there was a huge hole afterwards. One of the guys in FALL APART didn't know any better than sayin' "You can put your penis into this!", so one of the crusties managed to do so... Now, imagine yourself how a completely wasted punk tries to put his dick into this hole of the snare head in front of some retards from Switzerland.
After the show we had to load our gear into the van again, cause we had a long drive before us through the night. The punks tried their best to convince us to stay there and party on with them for like forever, but we didn't. Everyone got into the van, I had to stay up the whole drive, to make sure our driver didn't fall asleep. Again, the whole landscape was awesome. We drove through Croatia were there was a lot of snow contrary to the almost warm weather in Slovenia.
We decided to make a short trip to Budapest, Hungary since we had enough time. At the borders to Hungary policemen stopped us and asked us for some kind of a permission we should had in order to pass the borders. We didn't know anything about that and so the guys in blue told us to drive back to the borders of SLOVENIA to get some. Wow... needless to say, we didn't want to do so. All of a sudden, the one guy said something in the way of "Well, you are a rockband, so you have to sing something for us to pass the borders, and yeah, give us a cd". There we were, 9 kids in a van singing "Jingle Bells" at 4 o'clock in the morning somewhere in eastern europe.
After I told them, that we sound like Bruce Springsteen they were satisfied and let us pass.
Dez 25, Banska Bystrica, Slovakia
It seemed to me like this day never ended. After ending up in Budapest at 9 in the morning on this holy day, we started to realise that every single shop was closed that date. Too bad. Especially for Benno, since he tends to be a hungry guy. Somewhere along the highway I also managed to get rid of my beloved STRIFE baseball cap (Victory Records, circa 1997), since I thought that it will bring us no luck. So, that was definitely a hard but fair decision.
Banksa Bystrica is a nice, small town. I'm not sure but from what I saw, it seems quite touristic and also there were a lot of alternativ/punk people around there. We finally found a Pizzeria with cheap prices and I lost my wallet. Or it got stolen. Whatever.
The show was put up by a cool Irish guy, who's name I already forgot. But he was supernice and took care of us. There were alot of people and some local bands raging from Crust to Screamo to Grindcore. My ears heard a Nasum Covertune as well. I went into the van to take some sleep, because I was so damn tired and the show was set up late. I guess, we both played good sets that night. We played the song "Shroud" from a band called Born Against. We did this several times before, but it's kinda weird, when after the show an elderly guy comes up to you, wanting to thank you so much for that one song and so on. I mean, in Switzerland or Germany, when playing a classic hardcore show, people are way too cool to tell you so, nor do they know any bands that aren't hyped at the moment. Sad but true.
Our singer also managed to break some girls' hearts. While playing our show, two girls were standing in the first row. All eyes on him, without even noticing the REST OF US BEING COOL AS WELL! No, sorry. Nevermind.
We crashed at the promoters house and I finally got my urgently needed sleep.
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