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Valley of the Sun Tour Diary: Würst Merch Guy Ever

{CommentsCant} · Friday, October 31, 2014
I crowd surfed for the first time ever in Strasbourg, France. And I did it in a hot dog costume.Man, I can’t wait to tell my grandkids this story. The hot dog spawned from a Facebook Messenger conversation before we even left. As we were preparing for the trip, the group bought me a glow in the dark skeleton onesie. It proved far too comfy and warm for it to be a nightly outfit in dirty, sweaty ...  

Valley of the Sun Tour Diary: Ode to a Van

{CommentsCant} · Thursday, October 30, 2014
For the past two and a half weeks, Arnaud’s van has been home for five full-grown men. While we’ve been lucky enough to not have to spend the night in it at any time, we’ve done pretty much everything else. We’ve eaten in here, we’ve slept in here, we’ve emptied bladders (well, only one … Nick was desperate), it houses all of our possessions on this continent and we’ve had far too...  

Let It ‘Bleed’

Cincinnati’s 500 Miles to Memphis returns with its most accomplished and mature album yet

0 Comments · Wednesday, October 29, 2014
 500’s success has always been a group effort and the group pushed itself harder than ever on Bleed.  

Music: 500 Miles to Memphis

0 Comments · Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Ryan Malott, founder, vocalist and guitarist of Cincinnati’s 500 Miles to Memphis, started the group in the early '00s   

Valley of the Sun Tour Diary: Janky Promoters

{CommentsCant} · Tuesday, October 28, 2014
One thing that I’ve learned on this trip is that the show’s promoter can often set the mood of an entire night. On this tour, we’ve been lucky enough to have several great promoters who know how to run things and take care of a band, which helps lead to a great show.
Our night in Milan did not have one of those types of promoters. Hell, to even call him a promoter is an insult to the conc...  

Valley of the Sun Tour Diary: The Wonders of Gaff Tape

{CommentsCant} · Friday, October 24, 2014
Today, I wanted to write about something that all five of us share on this trip. Something we all cherish, hold close and respect more than anything. I want to talk about something that holds us all together on a daily basis. The love of Rock & Roll.

Ha ha! Just kidding, I’m talking about gaffer’s tape.

Some of you may be asking what gaffer’s tape (aka gaff tape) is. Others...  

Valley of the Sun Tour Diary: A Day in the Life of a Merch Guy

{CommentsCant} · Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Before I left, I had a lot of people ask me just what I’d be doing while on tour. The best answer I could give them was, “I don’t know, sell shirts I guess.”  So, in an effort to give you a better picture of what a day in the life of Valley of the Sun’s illustrious merch guy/tour bitch, I give you a minute-by-minute breakdown of what will most likely be our busiest day on the tour. ...  

Valley of the Sun Tour Diary: A Guide to Packing/Overpacking

{CommentsCant} · Monday, October 20, 2014
Remember in my first blog when I said I was worried that I had over packed? Guess what? I over packed.  I’ve been on tour for a week now and these are a few things I’ve learned so far, in no particular order. Hopefully they help you the next time a Rock band drags you across Europe. Or on your next trip to Disneyland. Backpack space is very important. In my backpack, I origi...  

Valley of the Sun Tour Diary: Venue Variety

{CommentsCant} · Friday, October 17, 2014
Let’s take a moment to talk about Rock venues in the States, shall we? In my mind, there are two distinct types: you either have the nice, well-kept venues that often lack a certain spark that make them truly special or the dives that feel like a Punk Rock haven but smell like a dirty sock filled with cheese. You have to choose between fantastic atmosphere or a bathroom that’s actually been cl...  
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Valley of the Sun Tour Diary: European Bathrooms Rule!

{CommentsCant} · Monday, October 13, 2014
Saturday night contained a lot of firsts. It was the first time I ran merch, the first time we played in Germany, it marked the first appearance of the hot dog suit and the first time I said “fuck you, asshole” in German. We got a late start on our trip from Antwerp, Belgium to Oelsnitz, Germany. Alarms weren’t properly set, showers were needed all around and the beds were comfier than they ...