Sinizter - CRAZY TOUR STORIES

Join us as Sinizter tells you one of their stories from being on tour.

Sinizter - CRAZY TOUR STORIES

In this Crazy Tour Stories segment, the alternative metal band, Sinizter, shares one of their stories from being on the road. You can check out the story below:

With full respect to the names of the people involved, I will have to keep them anonymous, as this story has never been fully solved—it’s purely speculation. During the fall of 2023, I was on my first full US tour—the biggest shows I had ever performed up to that point. We had just finished our show in Portland, Oregon. It was an amazing, packed-out theater-style venue, and every artist killed it that night. We left the venue pretty late, which was usual, but our driver had to pull an all-nighter to ensure we reached the US/Canadian border on time to go through customs and make our Vancouver date.

For further context, we are in a Bandwagon with a trailer attached—a crew of eight (the artists) and nine including the driver. We stepped off from the Portland venue at around midnight. I had taken some melatonin and CBD to sleep as hard as possible until we reached the border. Around 3:30 AM, I was abruptly—and I mean abruptly—launched out of my bed (nearly naked) and found myself standing in the middle of the bus, screaming and holding onto whatever I could, while the Bandwagon was rattling and bouncing every which way; I thought for sure the driver must have driven off a cliff and that we were about to die.

“Damn, this is it, huh?” I thought to myself—my final seconds of life in a Bandwagon on my first major tour. Eventually, the Bandwagon came to a rapid halt, and I was once again tossed around like a ragdoll. I got up and opened the door to try and figure out where we were, only to find our driver outside, screaming and cursing that a truck driver had run him off the road.

The humorous part about all of this is that the place where we came to a halt—right before the Bandwagon was about to tip over had we gone any further—was across the street from a local diner called the "Brightside." The universe thought this was funny. The “brightside” on that night was that nobody was injured, aside from some mental trauma for the remainder of the tour; we ended up trying to make light of the situation and joking around about it.

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