The end of this 6 week leg of the European festival tour is almost over, and summer approaches. Summer as in -- no airplanes, buses, trains, layovers, festival shower stalls and wristband passes.
The crazy thing about touring, is that because of your heightened attention for keeping your shit in order, you begin to get what I call, "professional's luck."
Professional's luck is when, you are so attentive and thorough about doing what you do, that you begin to achieve the opposite effect -- which for me, means losing a lot of my valuable gadgets. Now, anybody who knows me, knows that I love my gadgets. And so far, I've lost my Pentax AND my BlackBerry. I expect to lose many more. To combat this strange effect, I am testing out a new kind of carelessness -- known simply as :
Chill the fuck out, and use your shit so much that it would be unusual for you not to be conscious of it.
Of course, there are flukes, and accidents like leaving your phone onstage during your show, only to find it is gone after the risers have been carted offstage by the stage hands.
Lesson learned.
As far as traveling goes, you need to learn how to entertain yourself within your kinesphere (word I acquired in middle school dance class). This can include staring into some form of LCD screen, page of a book, or the eyes of people walking by. I thought that this trip would be full of insane amounts of idle time in transit. I was right -- so along with me came my Murakami, PSP, MacBook Pro, iPod Classic, and iPod nano. With these, you have your instruments of success in the bottomless pit that is the line that gets you where you are going, whether or not you want to go there.
3 more festival shows left ! Portugal, Berlin, London -----> HOME ! !
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