“Patch these cables into the front of this rack. Everything is color-coded, so it's pretty straightforward.”
The young lady smiled big, and her eyes lit up as I handed her some audio cables to accompany my instructions. In that instant, I could see all the emotions on her face; surprised that I had asked her to help me, excited for the opportunity to be involved, and a little nervous about being given the responsibility.
This exchange happened recently at a show I did in Glasgow. The venue had implemented a job shadowing program with the local audio school to give aspiring live sound engineers real-world experience. And I didn’t waste any time putting this person to work.
Read MoreAt eight in the morning, incoherent and not fully aware of where I was, I reached over to hit snooze on my alarm clock. The room was dark, the bed was warm, and I was nowhere near ready to wake up. So, ten minutes later, another snooze. I repeated this cycle for the next hour until my alarm gave up. I don’t remember any of it, but I didn't get out of bed until eleven thirty, so I have to assume that’s how it all went down. My thought process when setting the alarm the night before went like this:
Get a solid eight hours of sleep.
Wake up well rested.
Get a head start on initiating a new morning routine.
I stood by, watching as our tour manager’s friendly demeanor turned cold.
"Yea, that's not going to work. There is no way I'm going to pay that."
The look on her face proved that she was serious and ready to stand her ground.
Together we had just checked in a tour party of ten people, along with more than thirty pieces of luggage and equipment at Jakarta, Indonesia’s Soekarno-Hatta airport. With well-worn passports and freshly printed boarding passes now in their possession, the band and crew dispersed to entertain themselves. And the tour manager and I headed to pay the checked luggage fee.
Read MoreBy August 2020, the world began to resemble a zombie apocalypse movie. In the parking lot of every tour bus company, weeds had forced themselves through cracks in the pavement. Without vehicles coming and going, there was nothing to stunt their growth.
Read MoreIn my late twenties, I had a mohawk and looked closer to twenty than twenty-nine. As a touring sound person, my baby face was a cause for concern among some colleagues. A seasoned audio engineer has some wrinkles and often a grey ponytail.
Read MoreIn part one of this blog series, I discussed what information a tour’s representatives will exchange with a venue or promoter during the advance process. For part two I’ll discuss what the venue representative will provide to tour and production managers during the advance process.
Read MoreThere have been a few rare instances in my career where a single show has been canceled. Of the two that come to mind, one was due to artist illness, the other was caused by nasty winter weather that rendered travel unsafe, and we were unable to make it to the next city.
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