Pratteln, Switzerland
Happy Halloween. Woke up in Pratteln, Switzerland. (Note, that I have been mistakenly listing it as Prattein.) Last night we finished breaking down and loading up by 1:30 a.m. Had a few Shlapple Sepples, great Bavarian beers with the Grolsch type ceramic capping mechanisms.
Before getting on the bus, I took a picture with a cute girl who was hanging outside with her brother (I hope it was her brother) to meet the band. No time to start up a conversation, just “Hey, you’re cute, let’s take a picture.”
Her name was Seina, and that’s about all I know.
Hung out with Frank and Static and Joe until 3:00 a.m. Then, hit the berth and attempted to start a movie on my MacBook, so I could go to sleep. I was going to watch “15 Minutes” with DeNiro, but I must have fallen asleep before I could press play. Each night, I instantly fall asleep, even when I’m working on the computer. Between the long days and hum of the bus engine, there is no insomnia for this guitar tech.
Although we have arrived early, there is not a whole lot to do in this town. I think Pratteln has the record for the least amount of information on Wikipedia than any other subject. Porterville, California has more stuff written about it. Trust me, I checked. The club looks great here in Pratteln, probably the biggest so far. The “house” guy said as soon as he announced the show a few months ago, the calls started coming in. By tonight they expect 800 sold tickets, which is quite large for an American band that has never cultivated this area.
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