Lost the plot

It’s difficult at this very moment to know whether to laugh, cry or do both as I am confronted with extreme situations where one must choose a course of action or choose to remain passive or embody both. Fear brought on by uncomfortable situations and trying to manage them, daily. The pressure is real and reactions will fly but irrational, erratic arrogance will meet swift judgment followed by a hearty good laugh had by all except maybe one.

I try to stick to the facts but sometimes feelings are inconvenient and you have to push them down, swallow hard, say fuck it and move on.

I come out on top today, which is the end of “that” tour. Focused on the events of today and trying not to dwell on the past and looking future forward. I hope next year I am blessed to work with this crew and despite the challenges we’ve all shared, we remained strong as a team and laughed when we wanted to scream. Passera.

9 months, over 30 countries (I’ve lost count) and 114 shows…..we navigated and endured the global grind and came out on top.

Thank you! Merci! Gracias! Danke! Arrigato! Obrigado! And good night.

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