Saturday, March 02, 2013

Body Clockin'

My body clock is so out of whack.  I've just spent the last few days in Perth, where I worked 16 hour days (people think touring with rock bands is glamorous... oh, how little they realise) and then I spent today travelling back.  All day.  My flight was at 9.30am Perth time and landed 3.5 hours later, at 4pm Melbourne time. Then it took me an hour (and $90) in a cab to get home.  I was exhausted when I finally got home, but forced myself to stay awake and eat something so I wouldn't go to sleep at 7pm.  

That was a dumb idea.  

Now I've missed the window of going to sleep and have perked up again.  It's almost 1am (which is 10pm Perth time, I think) and my body has no idea what it's supposed to be doing.

Sigh.

So anyway.

Touring is actually quite a cool experience.

Fans can be scary in their obsession.  We had one woman in the KISS meet & greet who had Gene Simmons sign her breast, with the intention of going and having it tattooed over the next day.  

Yep.  Scary.

Fun facts I've discovered:  I'm taller than Gene Simmons and Paul Stanley, but Nikki Sixx and Tommy Lee tower over me.  Having a personalised 'Access All Areas' pass is extremely handy.  These are things I would never have experienced first-hand in an average 9-5 job. I have to keep telling myself that when I'm over-tired and annoyed at having to sit in my hotel room clipping lanyards at 1am.

OK, now I think I'm tired enough to get some sleep.

Rock on peeps.

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