After the hugely successful show in NYC we drove all night and got back home to Charlottesville around 10am. We rarely get to see home once a tour begins, so this was kind of nice; picking up stuff we’d forgotten, hanging with family, sleeping in our own beds, etc.
On my day off I got a message from a fan asking about ticket prices for our show in Charlotte the next day. So I go to the website of the club we’re going to be at and find that we aren’t on the calendar. Shit. Big red flag. I get in touch with Tony, who handles dealing with promoters on tour, and he tells me that he’d been trying to call the girl who’d booked us and couldn’t reach her. When he finally hears from her, she claims to have cancelled the show by email a month ago, which we find out is complete bullshit after talking to our booking agent who has a complete record of their interactions. She was straight up lying. I was even more upset that she’d done this to our tour-mates in Inertia, who spent a lot of money to get to the US for these shows.
Today we’re in Savannah. Our GPS got us stuck on a long cobblestone road that got Jordan seasick, which I find hilarious. We’re playing Club One tonight, and then leave for DragonCon early tomorrow. That shit’s gonna rock.