Today I’m in my 10th hotel room in 12 days. One of the underrated sciences of the proverbial tour life is remembering your room number day after day after day after day. Of course you can simply keep the little cardboard sleeve with your key-card but where’s the fun in that? So I was trying to analyze what goes on in my head when I step into that elevator and think, “Shit, what’s my room?”
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First things first, make sure you check out the official recaps of the Screaming Bloody Murder tour here and here. We did 8 untamed shows in 10 days, it felt like a barbarous blitz of rave riot. Sammy Bananas is the new official mascot of Fool’s Gold and his mustache couldn’t have been more timely. Steve is a dynamo, I don’t know where he gets his energy. And Sinden is my brother from a British mother. I can officially say the 2nd Fool’s Gold tour was a smash hit, and before I could even catch up with any sleep I was off to Coachella.
