Snowing like crazy out in Erie, PA. We are playing a basement show tonight and it should be awesome. If you live in the area you should come hang out.
#TotalBummer
So our transmission is toast and so is this tour. We can’t afford to rent a van for two weeks or a new transmission. We sincerely apologize to everyone who helped put this tour together. We feel awful about the situation and wish we had better luck. Every possible scenario was discussed ad naseum to salvage these next two weeks but it is not financially feasible. We were forced to scrap the Road Virus for cash to rent a car to get back home to NJ. We are going to figure something out for the shows next weekend in Ashtabula, OH and Erie, PA. As for the rest of the shows, we regretfully have to cancel. Again, we are truly sorry and no one is more bummed than us. Good luck to our friends in Outlast and their tour up north. Hopefully we will get back south this summer. Until then, we will be out on the weekends, abusing our bodies. Speaking of, did you know Chipotles in VA have margaritas?
This concludes the shortest tour blog ever.
Bad News
We regret to inform you folks at the Blue Nile in VA that we are experiencing some van difficulties. Our transmission basically shit the bed and unfortunately we don’t have rubber sheets. We are spending the night in Woodstock, VA and will be taking it to get looked at first thing in the morning. Sadly, we will have to cancel on the show tonight. Hopefully repairs won’t cost too much or this tour may be over for us before it even begins. We will keep you posted. Keep your fingers crossed.
Winter Tour - Day 1
Hello hello. Welcome to the Heartwell tour blog/gnar blog/shut the stfu blog. We are out for 2 weeks with our buds in Saint Brazil and are currently bound for Harrisonburg, VA. The Road Virus (van) is driving through snow flurries while Andrew has a conniption over traffic. Stay up to date on our “crazy” tour hijinks by following this tumblr. Forthcoming pics and videos of “Scott drinking coffee,” “Andrew sleeping,” “Adam losing his shoes (again),” and “Bob (me) not loading gear.” You know, the typical wild rock and roll stuff. Please standby.
I am going to take this time to urge you to listen to Chamberlain’s, “The Moon, My Saddle.”
