In two short weeks Monica and I, along with most of the best friends I have had in the last several years, will be flying to Barcelona to kick as much of Spain's ass as we can in a total of about an hour and forty five minutes' worth of playing time. I can't tell you how excited I am personally, and as a member of two of underground metal's most esoteric bands to be part of this year's Day of Doom Festival. We have a thousand things to do between now and then, and no doubt we will have a thousand things to do when we get to Barcelona, but this is one drummer who can't wait to take his seat onstage. This is a show that has been a very long time in the making, and it's really kind of a miracle that it's happening in the way that it is. Confessor have been trying to make the trip possible since 2012 but the scheduling never worked out. Turns out that having a singer who lives in China makes it difficult to play live. Who knew? Now both Confessor and Loincloth are going to perform. How freaking cool is that?!?!?! What an unbelievable opportunity!
Confessor and Loincloth have both been doubling up our practice schedules for the last month to be in the best shape possible for Day of Doom. Metal fans will not know what hit them by the time we are done. I'm almost salivating at the opportunity to knock people on their asses at the festival. There are a handful of people who are flying to Barcelona specifically to see us, and I feel as though we owe it to them and to anyone who may have wondered over the years what it would be like to see us live to show them precisely why we do what we do. The promoter has dreamt of being able to bring Confessor to Spain for years and I get pumped every time we speak on the phone. Our conversations are about whatever thing we may be trying to organize at the moment, but once those things are settled the tone changes to that of a longtime fan and a truly humbled musician expressing how much they are looking forward to meeting, and to the festival itself. Matei Tibacu, who has been one of The Poundry's most reliable commenters, and is the guy who put together a three hour radio program about me back in 2012 is coming to Spain with his mother to see us. It'll be neat to meet old friends for the first time.
Once the festival is over we will still have three full days in one of the neatest cities I have ever seen. We have a personal guide in the festival's organizer, who has been excited about showing us around since we very first spoke over two years ago. Monica and I never had an opportunity to take a honeymoon, so we are really looking forward to this exotic getaway even if it will be one that we share with great friends. Between Antoni Gaudi buildings, La Sagrada Familia and a day trip to Figueres to see the Salvador Dali Museum we will have plenty to see while we're there. Monica has never been bitten by the travel bug, so maybe this will stoke her fire for a trip together with a little less metal, beer and black tee shirts in the not too distant future. As long as we find a pot of gold at the end of the Day of Doom rainbow we should be able to afford another big trip.
I look forward to writing about our trip, the festival and all of our adventures when we get back. There are actually a few other things going on that have popped up all of a sudden that I can't wait to tell you all about once they have progressed a little more. Things are slowly but surely coming together in ways that could open some more doors for yours truly, and in ways that will hopefully shine a little more light on Confessor and Loincloth as well. Yes sir, things are pretty interesting around here these days. As long as I stay focused and keep putting one foot in front of the other I could find myself in a position to have some pretty interesting options coming my way. The first order of business however, is to kick everyone's ass at the Day of Doom Festival with Confessor on Friday the 10th of October, and then again the next night with Loincloth. For people who never thought they'd see either band, this will be a weekend to remember. I look forward to helping clean up all of the loose teeth and detached jawbones after the smoke clears. Watch out Barcelona! Ya'll are about to get Pounded by our own special brand of polyrhythmic punches and southeastern charm!