Fruit Bats European Tour Diary Pt.17 Schorndorf
By: Eric D. Johnson
Schorndorf
The smooth lines, fast driving, cleanliness and order of Germany speak to me really well. Sometimes on tour you need a dose of this. Also (and particularly this part of the country) it looks and feels a lot like the upper Midwest where I grew up - a part of America founded by hearty Germans and Poles. Even the food is pretty much the same, mainly loaded up plates of brownish whitish stuff covered in tannish whitish stuff and washed down with barrels of fizzy yellow stuff. Oh, and it was wicked cold outside. We were basically in Wisconsin, or so it seemed. Man, we ate well. As Bill Swerski once said, “There are no two finer words in the English language than ‘encased meats,’ my friend.” The show was in a fantastically run, very clean and pleasant venue. That said, our show suffered from the syndrome of being played on a very high stage to seated people in a dark room. We need you up in our grill and making us sweat to seriously kill it! Anyway, the rest of our German adventure was great, too short in this fine country. A chaotic trip to a Stuttgart laundromat (the only laundry we could find in the bulk of Europe; don’t people clean clothes here?), some of the best Gyros outside of Greece, driving our rental Mercedes van right by its birthplace, and zooming 100 miles per hour like a big square jet on the Autobahn... Now to the low countries, and on to Britain.
Artists in this article: Fruit Bats