1.24.11 - San Antonio

New video from St. Louis!

I'm trying to remember happened to me in the recent days. I've been sort of staying up all night editing. It's got a little to do with me waking up at 3pm after show days, and then taking naps at 5pm, and then starting to edit. With a tour like this, most days are exactly the same: Plane. Gig. Plane. Hotel. The set list doesn't change, the acts are always the same, so how do I make a unique video for each show? Challenge accepted. I've begun to know a few members of the crew who have volunteered some time on camera to talk about their life on the road. Doors are opening slowly...

Tonight we were in San Antonio, Texas, where I learned about bread pudding. I mean, I guess I already knew it existed, but I probed the chefs about what the heck it is. Why not ask? I also keep seeing Slash in the catering room. He's the opening act on the tour, and I haven't met him yet. But I DID awkwardly stare at him for a while tonight while eating my chickpea, rice, and asparagus dinner.

 San Antonio was ready for the Oz. I stepped out there for a minute

to orchestrate an obnoxious yelling session for the camera. Super fun :D

I also traded business cards with a few folks tonight, as you never know what can bring you another job. This has been one goal while on the road: get my name into the hands of whoever. One guy in Houston told me he has his own plane and wants to make a documentary about flying around the world and meeting random folks along the way. Another is in a touring band of war veterans, and wants someone to document their journey. One kid tonight traded some snapshots of me working the show in exchange for a spot on OzTV (the dude had a cool story anyways, you'll see).

Business cards = success!

Traveling with an Englishman is all kinds of entertaining. His vocabulary, while I'm sure it's common in the UK, is zesty and refreshing here in America. Adam Wakeman (keyboards) and Ozzy's personal assistant are both English, and they use words like "bollocking," "brilliant," and "cunt." It's just superb. That's all.

The other day I hopped in a Taxi with Gus G (guitarist) to go searching for a backgammon board. Gus wanted to teach Ozzy, and give him the game as a gift. We landed ourselves at the local Target superstore, and found our way to the games. I picked up a set of Bananagrams on a whim, hoping to teach the boys how to play, and lose. On the way out we passed the sunglasses racks. I mentioned that I was the only one on the tour without a pair, and should probably get some to fit in. He picked out some good ones for me.

A Gus G selection. Am I "LA" yet?

Unrelated sun-wear: Ozzy's glasses slid to the back of the plane upon takeoff tonight.

Naturally, we had a bit of fun with them.

I sleep in Los Angeles tonight, and I am too ready for bed. We had a 3.5-hour flight on the way in, and I'm overdue for some rest. Tomorrow I'm supposed to go to Melrose (sp) for some shopping with Adam and Gus G. Need anything?