Sea Legs

Ive finally made it to the final installment of the "Boys Boys Boys" tour entries. The final day of the short tour saw us heading back south and ever closer to home. We were in Brighton and our thoughts towards the show were mixed, Amy Can Flyy have never had a good relationship with Brighton and our shows have always seen some sort of unpredicted act of God hinder our performance. Even more so we were playing the Engine Rooms, last time we played this venue on our first tour with Casio kid Fuzz was absent from proceedings as two nights previous he had broken the most part of his foot and then continued to drum on it for two nights after, leaving him some what incapacitated and Stu having to fill in. Throw in a few terrible technical issues and we were probably left with one of our weakest performances to date. We were determined to make up for that night on our second encounter.

Our set rolled round that night and we were exited to see some old friends in the crowd who had made the effort to travel to see us. Our moods some what dampened by the parking ticket we had received about an hour or two before, nevertheless I had good vibes about the show. It wasn't packed but it was a size able crowd of kids who seemed to enjoy it, we did well on merch and got to talk to alot of the kids who had directly came for us, which is always a pleasure. If someone asked me what my favourite part of being in a band was, there is no doubt in my mind that I would say the touring. I love traveling, meeting people, hearing their stories and making memories as we go. Not to mention playing shows every night is probably the best thing ever. I don't resent my home or where I come from at all but I do find that I am happiest when I am travelling and doing what comes with being in the band, however I can find myself gripped by anxiety and homesickness quite alot, a few phone calls home had left me missing, at the time, one of the main reasons I would of been glad to get back home, the main reason I would be willing to cope with those post tour blues. Needless to say my mind was on that person all night which definitely was reflected in my mood.

After far too many drinks at a club night on the beach, we headed back to the van and back to Laurens house for sleep. I spent the night in a reclining chair, one false move and I would be flipped into an upright position while sleeping. This regular occurrence to my drunken sleeping state was one that will not be missed. So officially the tour was over we parted ways with Matt and Drums and finished of the run of dates with our first show in Wales ever, headlining Tjs in Newport. I think the less said about this show the better, it wasn't the greatest way to finish of a good week however I feel its those bad experiences that will only make a band stronger. It was time to go home. I will now try and make my blogs more relevant to what the band are currently up to, as it has taking me far to long to catch up with these tour entries. Keep your eyes here for more tales.