A tour story from India..

Posted by BHHQ on December 7th, 2011


The purple-faced Brit…

So there I am stomping through the Oxford Street equivalent of Cologne and suddenly think, what must I look like to these people? Normal people run in the suburbs or the park surrounded by trees and dog walkers, but not me, no. I run through the town purple-faced and sweating in my Lowlands festival shirt and my hair stuck to my forehead dodging bikes, Christmas shoppers, haring across intersections, hurdling bollards and flower beds. I am the nerd who flexes at the traffic light. I am the pavement pounder. I am the Rambo of extreme city jogging.

Aside from what I must look like, this is one hell of a way to see a place, thrumming along through city centres, poking my nose into an old church or two and sussing out the layout of the town. With so little time to see some of these places we play and so little time to keep fit, this is the perfect solution. I don’t want to think when this is all over, that I didn’t take advantage of the fact that we visit such a variety of beautiful, vibing and historic places and I didn’t see a thing of it. Van, hotel, venue, van, hotel, venue, maybe bar, van, venue, hotel, van, service station, van van. Eat, sleep, play, eat, sleep, play. And the amount of bread and cheese, beer, coffee, junk food and service station meals that we all consume must go somewhere, so I made the decision to fight the cheese rolls and hit the road with my trusty trainers.

Not exactly the glamour you were expecting?! Haha. I must say though that absolutely nothing prepares you for going to a country you’ve never been before and people actually SINGING ALONG and feeling the songs. Boom. That’s glamour for you folks, loud and clear. Worth every moment in the van. That’s why we do it, and will hopefully continue doing it for as long as we can.

Five more shows ’til Christmas and some time off. Looking forward to slurping mulled wine and getting my way through the quality street tin. Hoorah. It’s been one heck of a tour though, will properly miss the tour family and all the craziness of being nomads on the road. Bring on January, where it will all begin again…

4 Responses to “A tour story from India..”

    January 4th, 2012 at 3:47 am

    come to montreal ben !
    love love love from montreal <3

  2. benhowardiloveyou Says:
    January 24th, 2012 at 9:40 pm

    Ben, I love you, so much. So much.
    Come to Belfast again, and do a non over 18s show pleasepleaseplease.

  3. Cindi_Borax Says:
    January 31st, 2012 at 5:40 pm

    Did you see the bridge in Cologne with all the locks on it? :)

  4. smurph Says:
    February 28th, 2012 at 7:05 pm

    Just wanted to say I think your lyrics are incredible and after reading this it’s obvious that you’re an incredible writer!! love love love your music… xxx

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