We just got back from our band vacation to Florida! We ate mad sandwiches, swam in pools, rivers, and oceans, and didn’t even get a sunburn. We even managed to play a few shows in-between! Check out Devin’s tour recap video from the whole week:
In other news, we just got our very own Pandora Station! Check it out right here and get really confused by the related artists.
Yes, yes we do. Seriously. But you already knew that. We’ve really had some of the best times of our lives in Florida and we’re really excited to be coming back to Orlando, Jacksonville, Gainesville and Tallahassee as well as visiting Pensacola for the first time! We leave tomorrow (Tuesday). We’ll be starting things off right at Deth Row in Tallahassee so come out and show us your pretty faces.
Third time in Tallanasty, third house party show with Spencer.
This house was PACKED. Everything unfolded as it should, pure debauchery.
Until the po-digs rolled in and laid down the law. After multiple warnings, orders were to stop the music totally.
Spencer Darr to the rescue – epic announcement that the party is being completely transported to another house a few blocks away.
Thus, second house party! Also packed and raging as ever. Caddy set up and lit the room on fire. We set up and got 3 songs in before the police came again and busted it down.
Party in Tallanasty 4ever.
About 15 minutes of rushing showers and throwing on clothes getting out the door in Jackson to the road asap. We had a long drive to Tally and wanted to be there for the very start of the party (and supper).
Routing day drive.
A little background, Spencer Darr is Tyler’s bff from hometown Celebration, FL. They’ve seen it all together, and are deeply in love. It was the day of Spencer’s 21st birthday, and there was relaly no option but to drive out and help throw down the most ragin’ house party you can fit into a Sunday.
We loaded in gear to the backyard as soon as got there, nommed on some excellent, excellent Darr-quesadillas, and quiet honestly starting drinking as early as we could as well.
The first band, Black Cloud, started the tunes off right at around 10. Super rad, under the coppers came and disallowed any more. But we weren’t going down that easy. We moved all the sofas out of inside and set up our noise making material right in the living room. Close quarters combat, but we played a set not to be forgotten.
The rest of the night could be, and was forgotten, and is now only legend.
Happy birthday Spence.
ps I’m sorry to be a day behind on the updates now, we were without internet forever. : [
We woke up in a magical Scurlock household and enjoyed the day, jamming some more and relaxing.
We drove out 20 minutes or so to the venue in Orlando, taking our friends from Oceana, Brennan and Denny, with us.
The place was just a solid venue and bar, apart from being tucked away and difficult to find in the back of a shopping strip next to a highway.
There were 4 bands, first being a local hardcore group, Here For the Fight. Second was Oceana, or, some rendition of it. Two of their members couldn’t attend, so the two left who came with us set up a keyboard and drums and jammed some demos of new material while our very own Alex Hertz supplied some accompanying guitar. It actually worked out really well, I’m pretty excited.
We were third. It went lovely, besides getting sprayed with a strobelight here and there, once again (We thought Gainesville was the last of that). We had probably our best support since the kickoff show. Last was a solid group named The Story of Sound, who we quickly became good buds with. They were even so kind as to give us their cut of the pay to help us on tour, bless those boys. Sincerely, appreciated so much. However, we still plan on playing dirty and ruthless and kicking their asses in Words with Friends on our iPhones.
We slept back at casa de Scurlock once again, with dreams of the last, very long, day of tour dancing in our heads.
No show this night. We picked up our friends Brennan and Denny from Oceana, who we will be playing with, kind of, tonight (Sunday) at The Haven in Orlando, and went to the beach in St. Petersburg.
I got kind of Sunburned Hotel.
We came back to Tyler’s place in a neat lil town called Celebration, spitting distance from Disneyworld. It is magical.
We just goofed off, jammed, swam, and ate and drank merrily for the night.
Only 2 more shows before we’re back home!
We drove to Gainesville late last night so we could wake up and already be there with big plans. It was river day.
Tyler and Spencer, the Florida natives, had known about the Ichetucknee river since his youthful days. They tried to explain to us ahead of time how awesome it was.
Unsuccessful. We were blinded by its beauty, and probably had the best day of tour yet tubing down it. We brang empty bottles and drank straight from the river, jumped off trees hanging 30ft over the water, and swam next to a manatee.
Unforunately, we had to leave eventually. We had to get down to Gainesville to play this dran show that John miraculously booked yesterday to replace our Jacksonville date falling through.
The venue spoke very few words to me – “pure rock n’ roll“. I can best describe it by saying I really felt like we were a small concert scene straight out of Wayne’s World.
We got the most pricless shots of us transforming into arena rock for one night. And one night only.
Now (the next day) is our day off! We’re at the beach all day and kickin’ it at Tyler’s place in Celebration right outside Orlando. Will still make a video and blog for tomorrow.