100 quotes about touring

99. "Bonjour, bonjour
The Tubes World Tour
A mighty important crusade
Tres chouette mi amore
The Tubes World Tour
We'll be leavin' as soon as we're paid"

The Tubes

98. "I would never tour in Africa" Hongroe

"Hello Mexico !!!" - Liam Gallagher in Brasil

Fave lines from the Who's "Postcard" (written/sung by Entwistle):

"There's miles of frankfurters and people who hurt us in Germany"

"There's just ten more shows and one week to go"

"Great piles of spaghetti, bad vibes like confetti in Italy"

"There's lots of French fries, disapproving eyes in the U.S.A.
We've had no shows since I don't know
There's just one thing wrong, we've been here too long
The money's all gone"

There are songs called "Opening Act" by both Drive-by Truckers and Ugly Duckling

"A sound-check bears no relationship to what will happen once the audience enters and musicians walk on stage, other than both soundcheck and performance take place in the same building."

"It's a goddamn impossible way of life" - Robbie Robertson

"Then we posed for pictures with the competition winners
And argued about the hotel rooms, and where to go for dinner
And someone said: It's fabulous you're still around today,
You've both made such a little go a very long way"

pet shop boys.

"You look through the lights to the stage,
you see the man of your dreams.
You think his life's full of parties and love,
but it's not what it seems" - and the rest of The Who's "No Road Romance".

"Don't you remember you told me you loved me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again, baby" - The Carpenters

But those crew filth
They had sensitive sides to their nature
They would smoke pot in their rooms
They were always behind you
That's why we kept our backs to the walls
You gotta watch your wallet, man
Crew filth

What about crew filth Bill?
Bill was King of the fucking Motherfucker crew filth
He had to do some work one night
Then his hair turned white

-The Fall

Nothin' ever happened 'round my hometown
And I ain't the kind to just hang around
But I heard someone callin' my name one day
And I followed that voice down the lost highway
Everybody told me you can't get far
On thirty-seven dollars and a jap guitar
Now I'm smokin' into Texas with the hammer down
And a rockin' little combo from the Guitar Town

- Steve Earle

It was a five-band bill,
A two-dollar show.
I saw the van out in front
From Idaho,

And the girl passed out
In the backseat trash.
There were no way they'd make
Even a half a tank of gas.

They looked sick and stoned
And strangely dressed.
No one showed
From the local press.

But I watched them walk
Through the bottom land,
And I wished that I played
In a rock & roll band.

- Gillian Welch

Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever get sad when you go out on the road?
Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever get sad when you go out on a thirty day tour?

You got nothing but groupies and promoters to love you
and a pile of laundry by the hotel door.

Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever give a young man the blues?

Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever make a young man wanna go back home?

When the P.A. system eats it,
And the band plays some of the most terrible-ist shit you've ever known.

FZ

wow, you beat me to the exact same lyrics, ella. by seconds!

"We got Richard Pryor on the video."

When you're out there on the road for several weeks of shows, I hope this song will guide you home.

9 o'clock the next day
And I'm ready to go
I got six hundred miles to ride
To do one more show, oh no
Can I get you a taxi home
It sure was grand
When I come back here next year
I wanna see you again

"Won't you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich
And welcome me back to town
Come out on your porch or I'll step into your parlor
And I'll show you how it all went down

Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town

Oh, and I remember something you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home to you

`Cause I headed West to grow up with the country
Across those prairies with the waves of grain
And I saw my devil,
and I saw my deep blue sea
And I thought about a calico bonnet from
Cheyenne to Tennessee

We flew straight across that river bridge,
last night a half past two
The switchman wave his lantern goodbye
and so long as we went rolling through
Billboards and truckstops pass by the grievous angel
And now I know just what I have to do

And the man on the radio won't leave me alone
He wants to take my money for something
that I've never been shown

And I saw my devil,
and I saw my deep blue sea
And I thought about a calico bonnet from
Cheyenne to Tennessee

The news I could bring I met up with the king
On his head an amphetamine crown
He talked about unbuckling that old bible belt
And lighted out for some desert town

Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town

Oh, but I remembered something you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home to you

Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home to you"

- Gram Parsons

!!!!!!!!what beautiful words!

"It is an arid life." - John Cale

"It's Alright, Hey Lawdy Mama" - John Kay

Another town another place,
Another girl, another face,
Another truce, another race,
I'm eating junk, feeling bad,
Another night, I'm going mad,
My woman's leaving, I feel sad,
But I just love the life I lead,
Another beer is what I need,
Another gig my ears bleed,
We Are The Road Crew

Another town I've left behind,
Another drink completely blind,
Another hotel I can't find,
Another backstage pass for you,
Another tube of super glue,
Another border to get through,
I'm driving like a maniac,
Driving my way to hell and back,
Another room a case to pack,
We Are The Road Crew

Another hotel we can burn,
Another screw, another turn,
Another Europe map to learn,
Another truckstop on the way,
Another game I learn to play,
Another word I learn to say,
Another bloody customs post,
Another fucking foreign coast,
Another set of scars to boast,
We Are The Road Crew

- "We Are The Road Crew" by Motorhead

The man from the magazine said I was on my way.
Somewhere I lost connections, ran out of songs to play.
I came into town, a one night stand, looks like my plans fell through
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again.
If I only had a dollar for every song I've sung.
And every time I've had to play while people sat there drunk.
You know, I'd catch the next train back to where I live.
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again.