Loading out after the show in Bern. They take the term “underground club” to a whole other level in this…

Loading out after the show in Bern. They take the term “underground club” to a whole other level in this part of Switzerland. All the cool bars & venues are in basements under the street. Felt a bit like performing in a bunker- awesome vibe, but the load out sucks! Need roadies…

The place is called ONO & it’s a regular haunt of ours. The guys are super supportive of the arts and always let us crash with ’em. Which is lucky because Switzerland is stupidly expensive. Bought a ham & cheese sandwich from a grocery store and it cost 8 euro?!

Backstage in Bern, Switzerland. Bob is a total guitar nerd, always fine-tuning his baby before shows…Our little van is packed…

Backstage in Bern, Switzerland. Bob is a total guitar nerd, always fine-tuning his baby before shows…

 

Our little van is packed Tetris-style so we can’t take spare guitars on the road. It’s kinda risky but he changes his strings before every gig to be “extra safe”. Nothing kills the vibe more than having to stop for 5 minutes in the middle of a ripping solo!

 

It’s fun giving him grief when he’s in the zone, but in 4 years of non-stop touring he’s only broken a string twice on stage. Pretty impressive! We love our Bob.

 

Depending on where you’re coming from, crossing the border into Switzerland means driving through the Swiss Alps. If the tour…

Depending on where you’re coming from, crossing the border into Switzerland means driving through the Swiss Alps. If the tour schedule let’s us & the weather is sweet we go out of our way take the scenic route. You guys can see why…  Chalets to the left, mountain ranges to the right, no clouds in sight.

Spent our last night in Vienna out on the town. Met up with our previous drummer (who lives here now),…

Spent our last night in Vienna out on the town. Met up with our previous drummer (who lives here now), reminisced about old times, drank too much beer & got locked in the palace gardens in the dark.

We ended the night at a “Würstelstand” (translation: sausage stand) outside the opera house. Ate some “Käsekrainer” cheese-filled hotdogs (best drunk food ever?) under an old statue and said our final farewell to Austria. Till next year, that is!