Wondering why there’s an orange in the middle of the bass player’s pizza
The band I’m in is on its first tour in three years, and we’re now rolling to its conclusion – Stamford, Liverpool, Oxford and on, 13 dates in all.
When you’re on the road for a stretch, the question of how and when you eat becomes a matter of profound interest, and eventually concern. Some venues feed you – vegetarian curry at a boardroom table on the top floor of an arts centre. Others send you to an adjacent pub. Mostly, the venue gives you a tenner each and leaves you to it – but the brief period between sound check and performance doesn’t leave much time to source and eat supper, especially if you’re unfamiliar with the area.
