Tour Day 1: Uforia in Oshawa
We picked up the van at around 10AM in Brampton. The 15 passenger Ford Transit High Roof. We had some seats pulled out so we had enough room for all the equipment and luggages. The seating was great because everyone had their own individual seat, perfect for napping. Adam, Daniel, Eric, and Andres were all in Mississauga so we grabbed them first and then headed to Toronto to pick up Dylan before making our way to Oshawa.
The guys had a private in-studio performance at 94.9 The Rock first. We pulled up to the place and were confused because we had arrived at the airport in Oshawa. Had no idea that the radio station was at the airport. They set up in a small kitchen/lounge area at the radio station for their acoustic set. Everyone seemed to have enjoyed the songs, and they had a nice chat with the crew afterwards.
Thanks to the generosity of my lovely cousins, Lori and Meredith, we were able to stay in a hotel called La Quinta, which was right next to the venue. Somehow Michael managed to park this huge van in a super tight parking lot at the hotel (with the help of the other guys of course). I watched anxiously from the window inside the hotel. I was a little afraid to drive the van, I got into the passenger seat once but that's about it.
We unloaded as much as we could into the hotel using one of the rolling carts, which was really helpful. Spent some time in the rooms napping, snacking, and the guys had a little jam session which is what was usually happening majority of the tour. Later we walked over to the venue, The Atria, for load-in. It was open-mic night at the venue, hosted by Kevin Comeau from Crown Lands - always pleasure seeing him and Cody, sweetest guys! A few people performed, including Andy. The venue was a little quiet, which is understandable for a weekday night. There were however two guys there who were dancing and jumping around while Uforia was performing. Now they seemed to have been on drugs, but regardless they were enjoying themselves and the show. It got a little weird when one of the guys caught his reflection in a mirror in the room and started staring himself down, whispering how he was going to punch someone, but I wasn't too concerned. I continued to photograph the band, keeping my distance. Then I turned around and noticed a shirt on the floor in two pieces. Apparently while he was prep-talking himself in the mirror, he hulk-ripped his shirt off and threw it on the ground. Yep. Their set ended and the guys went up on the stage to tell them they enjoyed the show, or tried to. They weren't really making any sense at this point. We packed up and started bringing everything back to the hotel rooms. While this was happening, the two guys from the show were running wild on the street, one shirtless, still threatening to punch people. They were mostly ignored. I am not sure what happened to them later night, but I'm assuming they eventually ran out of energy and passed out somewhere.
We had a nice sleep, got up early to catch breakfast at the hotel and then got back in the van to head to Ottawa!