Fuck The Bass Player - TIC in New York

FRENCH BASTARDS U.S TOUR
EPISODE 1 : NEW YORK
Date : October 2011
Location : New York City (NY)
Mode : Bastards

Adichatz! This is the report of our first day in U.S.A... quite exhausting, and absolute sketch. Total rock'n'roll.

New York, New York...

06:00 a.m.
Lou Moun > Departure to Bordeaux.

09:00 a.m.
Bordeaux :Anthony (our buddy from Mont-de-Marsan who came with us) fills
again Esta's sheet (to be completed by all tourists to enter the United States) because he can't find it.

10:00 a.m.
Malcolm loses his ticket.

10:30 a.m
Departure to Madrid.

11:30 a.m.
Madrid: The connection will be two hours late ... that means we'll arrive at 7:00 p.m in order to play at 10:00 pm. It'll be hard, because we have also to rent the car and to pick up the gear and merch at Daptone in Brooklyn.

01:30 p.m.
Anthony smokes in the bathroom of the airport.

03:30 p.m.
The plane is finaly flying off...
it's sure, we'll have to switch our show slot with the band after.

06:00 p.m. (local hour)
Arrival in New York... we can still do it, but we will have to go fast...

08:00 p.m.
Going out of Immigration Office after 2 hours waiting...

08:30 p.m.
Our credit card doesn't work for renting the car! The guy give us another one, but we'll have to come back tomorrow for switching.

09:15 p.m.
We go to the venue and we ask the other french band if we can switch. Clear refusal. We still have to get our stuff in Brooklyn, if our
friends don't bring it halfway, we're dead!

09:30 p.m.
Halfway, Mickey from Daptone save our lives and give us all our stuff.

The Daptone's House in Brooklyn

10:10 p.m.
We start the show in total skit, without any soundcheck... it will be really stupid.

10:20 p.m.
It's VERY stupid

11:00 p.m.
Destroying the drumkit of the other band, at least what we can do. As a resul, a broken cymbal stand, the other french band will play without it. Seriously ... the world of music is a world of self-centered people, always focused on themselves, who have mostly never been on a sport fieldor in a cloakroom, and who don't know the meaning of words like "Sharing", "Solidarity"... while talking all the time, of course. They're signing petitions all the time, but if you're alone on a desert island with a steak for two, don't worry, they will eat the steak! And in addition, they will explain you why they eat it and not you. We're polite people and we won't quote that other band.

11:30 p.m.
Congratulations from Burex Office and the SXSW Festival... Great american audience.

Our new licence plate!

01:00 a.m.
Going to the hotel, finally, after no sleep since 6.00 am, French time,
and no food for 14 hours. We're going to sleep.

02:00 a.m.
Still no hotel. The address is good yet, but we are in a fucking suburb of Queens... we call the hotel, which actually is not really there, but in Long Island. We are so fucking stupid.

03:00 a.m.
Anthony is excited

04:00 a.m.
Anthony is snoring loud

Good start, but a bit hard, especially with the interview we've to do the next morning at 09:00 with a french radio. But it's cool, beautiful venue, great feedbacks. Next report in Baltimore. Go France for the rugby worldcup final!