Commonweather – CRAZY TOUR STORIES

In this Crazy Tour Stories segment, the pop punk band, Commonweather, shares one of their stories from being on the road.


In this Crazy Tour Stories segment, the pop punk band, Commonweather, shares one of their stories from being on the road. You can check out the story, after the break.

A couple of years back, we were on tour playing in Myrtle Beach for our first time ever. After the show was over, we went out to a local bar to hang with the promoter and some friends and I ended up getting myself into a game of dice (by accident). I didn’t want to play and was just spectating, but was thrown in after I put money on the table thinking I was chipping in for the chicken wings being dropped off. Glad I did though because I ended up victorious and scored myself enough cash to buy my beers for the night.
The night went on into 3AM and we needed a place to crash. We had lost track of the promoter at this point and ended up meeting an older woman at the bar. After talking for a while, she asked what we were doing in Myrtle Beach. We told her we were a band on tour and she offered to let us stay with her and her husband at their home (as long as he was cool with it of course). She waved her husband down from across the bar to come meet us and he was pretty plastered. He went on to say, “I don’t care who you are, or what you do. You can crash at our place, but I’ve got just a couple of simple rules. Don’t steal my shit, and don’t sleep with my wife.” We, of course, agreed to his terms and followed them back to their home.
When we got to their house, the husband kept us up until 6AM offering shots of Fireball and beers. He then informed us that they had 2 daughters, one older that was currently away at college and a younger one that was at a friend’s house for the night. They told us to pick any bedroom in the house to sleep in since they were vacant so we did. We all went to sleep and didn’t know what we’d be expecting the following morning. When we awoke, our guitarist Alec ended up accidentally flooding their bathroom trying to use the shower, and the youngest daughter walked into her bedroom coming back from her friend’s house to find our bassist Patrick sleeping in her own bedroom. To say she was completely confused was an understatement. We all went downstairs to enjoy a very awkward but delicious breakfast made by the mom of the family Paula and left on our merry way to the next gig. If you’re reading this Paula, thank you for letting us crash in your beautiful Myrtle Beach home and we’re sorry about the flood in the bathroom.

Keep up with the band on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter.

(photo credit: Tyler Cipriani)