12/24/07
Featured over the next six pages are tour stories penned by some of our favorite bands and artists. Touring is certainly not boring!
The Veils (U.K., by way of New Zealand)
Okay, so, touring is hilarious on a minute-to-minute basis, but that doesn’t always mean you have a worthwhile anecdote to share with the world. I mean, unexpectedly punching your drummer in the testicles will never, ever get boring, but telling people about it will.
What I will say is that a fairly well-known, female-fronted Swedish pop group (named after an item of clothing) once shared a dressing room with us. Generous souls that they are, one of them left us a present in our shower. It was a shit, curled out lovingly amongst our shampoo and toothbrushes.
Later on, Liam smashed the world’s most expensive Easter egg, Finn tried to use a billboard to operate a pedestrian crossing, Henning ate a bowl of wasabi, and I woke up covered in blood. But that stuff happens all the time—the shit was special.
Courtesy of guitarist Dan Raishbrook, The Veils
