Fort Lauderdale morning.
I went for a run on the beach this morning because, well, when's the last time you ran on the beach? There's not much going on near the hotel. There are a few gift shops, bars, and restaurants, but that's it. Not that I'm complaining, and I guess I didn't even know what to expect from Fort Lauderdale. Go karts? I checked the weather for the next week and it's supposed to be sunny and 75 degrees every. Single. Day.
Swag.
Can't say I've edited outside before...
Today at the show, I saw something I've never witnessed firsthand. Story:
The meet and greet session with Ozzy and his fans is different for every show. Sometimes there are nine people, other times there are 50. Today was one of the most crowded sessions we've had on the tour. Usually I look for some interesting characters in line to throw in front of the camera for an interview after they meet Ozzy. It could be that someone wears a crazy Ozzy jacket, or a fan has a massive hand-drawn portrait of the Prince of Darkness. You know, anything that jumps out of the crowd is excellent camera material.
No one stood out. What should I do? I didn't want to waste time recording uninteresting people, so I just randomly picked out a few fans as they met the boss for a picture. Turns out I had some great luck and pushed record just before a guy proposed to his girlfriend! Here's the video:
Brian Johnson (lead singer of ACDC) was actually hanging out in the dressing rooms for a while tonight, but I just missed him on his way out. I passed him in the hall with enough time to go, "Where the hell have I seen this dude before?"
Gus, Sharon and Blasko chillin.
This is the goofiest name for a venue...ever.
To whoever decided this was the best name for an arena: "Ya blew it!"
Tampa brought the energy, though. This is during "War Pigs."
Not that I'm any kind of big shot or anything, but do you have anything you're wondering about my experience on the tour? Post a comment if you like, and I can talk about it on the next post.
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