Well, Its getting ready to strike 1 am on the clock here in Rochacha, and im going to “hit the sack” here in a few minutes.
Rehearsal went pretty well today. I think its probibly safe to say that it was the best thursday rehearsal we have had. Normally we roll into rehearsal, everyone is still moaning about the long flight, bad airplane food, or how they had to wait 7 hours to get their luggage. But today seemed a little different.
The bus pulled up, everyone helped unload the truck, and we started to warm up. The vibe was pretty good, A lot of people came out to watch us rehearse, im guessing close to 30. So that really gave us more of a chance to perform. I think the run though was actually pretty darn good. There was a lot of energy, nothing major fell apart, and people loved it…thats all that matters really.
Following rehearsal, we jumped back on the bus, and headed back to our home for the next 4 days at the Clarion. Luckily we have a resturaunt/bar in the hotel, so we headed there. Service was a little slow, not sure if they knew what was really comming this weekend. James turned Hulk for a minute because his cheese fries were a solid mass of potatoe and cheese. No goooey factor whatsoever.
After that everyone pretty much split to either mini-corps or Anthrax ripple rehearsal, and a few of us ended our night over a beer, talking about pretty irish girls in prague.
Well I guess thats it…im tired.
Peace out from room 312.