Scranton, PA's Captain, We're Sinking just wrapped up a tour in support of their new 7" for Kind Of Like Records, It's a Trap. The band has been kind enough to send us another diary of their recent exploits. In this episode, the band hits the southeast and tries strangely-named drinks in North Carolina, plays a rain-soaked outdoor set and (probably) hangs out with South Carolina's finest exotic dancers, among other things.
Durham, North Carolina - After partying our faces off in Richmond and sweating through all of our clothes we took the lovely drive to Durham. When we arrive we have a couple of drinks with our friend Scotty to get things rolling. I was introduced to a strange drink called a "Peruvian Bear Fucker". What could possibly be in this drink? Well, we have Pabst, orange juice, and rum. Sounds fucking gross, right? Well you drink it like a car bomb, drop the shot of rum in and bottoms up! Tastes like an orange creamsicle. After that and feeling like a new man, the night begins to fuck up. First I lock the keys in the van. After waiting 45 minutes for AAA to come, we load in and it starts raining. No big right? WRONG! It was an outside show with nothing covering the stage. We wait 15 minutes and the rain dies to a little drizzle and my man Scott covers the tops of our amps with towels and we play our first show ever in a slight rain and lightning fucking shit up all around. Leo breaks a string during the third song and I break two strings right after that. We sounded like shit on a snare drum. Had a great night though! Thanks Scott!
Asheville, North Carolina - We had a great night sleep and high tailed across the state of North Carolina to play a show at the Edge Frat. The Edge Frat is a rad house spot with some funny people living there. We sit around and watch some Cops and shoot the shit before the show starts. Our new best buds Hold Tight! played and killed it. This show went off without a hitch, except for a couple of fuck ups. Easily our favorite show of tour so far. We had to leave that night to head to Orlando which is 9 and a half hours. We stayed 5 hours out of Orlando at a seedy motel that busted us for having 4 people instead of 2. After some sweet talking, he let us stay if we promised not to be dicks. Little does he know, we're fucking mega rock stars so naturally we trashed the room, invited some South Carolina strippers to hang, and fucked all night…………maybe.
Orlando, Florida - After waking up from our crazy cock rock mega party with a lamp shade on my head covered in shit we decided it was best to get to Orlando. Friday the 13th! We show up to Hoops Tavern and have one hell of a time. We party hard with our buds The Working Dead all night and get real weird with it. The show was killer and we met some of the nicest people. Orlando has something for the Scranton music scene because I found myself talking about The Menzingers and Tigers Jaw a whole lot. I think a Scranton tour might have to be in order. Maybe. Crazy show, crazy drunk, crazy after party. Orlando hangs with the best of em'.
Tallahasse, Florida - We played at the Coolifornia House and had a rocking time. I was tired and sick from the night before but I had to hang because my man Robert is a great guy and we weren't going to play till 1 AM sooooooooooooo sleep is for the weak right? A hopping moon bounce party was going on across the street with a DJ outside spinning the freshest Foo Fighters tracks. The cops came and busted that party up and heard the blaring sounds of us screaming across the street. 5 songs in we stop till the cops are good and gone. Once we got the green light we blared through 3 more tracks and had a killer time. A late night pool hopping party ensued with our Philly friends in Good For Nothing and we swam till 5 am, drank a healthy amount of Keystone Light and had some chicken fights. Thanks Robert! You rule.
Well as we speak we are in Houma, Louisiana. 7 long hours driving in a mini van. I have never heard of this town and even if for some reason you did tell me about this town I would never imagine we'd be here, let alone play a show here but places like these always have the best shows! So let's play a game shall we? Do we, A.) make the trip up to New Orleans and get real different with it
B.) eat some Cajun cooking and barf all over each other from eating way to much
C.) drunkenly pass out in a swamp
D.) pass out like children and be forever bummed we missed a Houma, Louisiana hang sesh
Winner gets Zack's water bottle filled with his collection of cigarette butts and spit.
See you next time eatin' da puddin