Tour Diary 2006

Tour Diary 2006

Helsinki - Jyväskylä 21.-22.2.06

Ok, let the havoc begin! Ben spent his entire day trying to locate out where our tour merch was (only to learn that it had been sent straight to the venue the day before), while the other guys went to pick up our gear from our practice place. Arrived at Tavastia around 6pm, where we met with the Swedes (Naglfar and DF) and their crew. Didn't manage to meet everyone properly yet, but we´ll have time for that later... Quick soundcheck and soon after that it was time for the first show. We were pleasantly surprised that there was quite a lot of people inside already when we started. Niko announced on stage that we shall be known as The True Amoral on this tour, as we need all the KVLT points we can get. Unfortunately Dark Funeral's pentagram/inverted cross -sidedrops were not on stage during our gig, so our satanic aura didn't reach it's peak.

Since we wouldn't get our tour bus before thursday, we had a nice Chevy van ride ahead of us. Fitting seven people (our friend Timo will join us on this tour as a stage tech/sound engineer/mental support) in a five-seat van is just the thing to make us appreciate our bus when we'll get on it on thursday. Things to keep a bunch of idiots entertained in a van: imitating the Danish language (it´s all about the gags), discussing about the secrets of tantric sex and listening to lounge jazz.

Jyväskylä was ok, not that many people though. We blame the schedule that was changed at the last moment, which meant an earlier playing time for us. But the gig went smoothly and the few who were there seemed to enjoy the set. We had our own backstage, where we had a great afterparty listening to the Scarface soundtrack. There's nothing like cheesy 80's pop to get the party started.

 

Ferry to Stockholm (The Call of Tumu) 23.-24.2.06

23rd was a day off, as we had to take a ferry from Turku to Stockholm. And of course this would be the day we'd be getting on our bus, so we were excited. Our designated driver Miika drove us to Salo, where the bus was awaiting. And what a bus it is: you have your full leather interior, your plasma screens, your wireless Playstations... Bling Bling! This is probably the nicest bus we'll ever get to tour in, so we better not get used to it. Our bus driver Syke also seemed like a really cool guy, so it´s all good.

We didn´t get to enjoy the bus for long though, as we drove straight into the ferry, where it's forbidden to stay in your ride. And as the Finland-Sweden ferries are truly the nastiest of places, we knew there was only two ways to get through the trip: either we go straight to sleep and wake up in Stockholm, or we get hammered and act like idiots the whole night. For some reason we decided on the latter. We were thrilled to learn that the Finnish goth/pop band Uniklubi would be playing on the ferry that very night, and decided we should dress for the occasion. So we "formed" our own goth/pop group called Caru (Finnish for "ruff", trendily mispelled) , gave each other stupid artist names and painted our faces with eyeliner. Needless to say, we were a huge hit among the ladies. It's funny what a little colour around the eyes does for your market value. 15 minutes after forming the band we're already signing our first autographs. The lesson of this story: kids, don't bother practicing, just make sure you look good!

 

Stockholm - Malmö (Kliffasti putte) 24.-25.2.06

Goddamn! First gig abroad on this tour, and we're treated to an amazing audience immediately. We were worried about our early showtime (30mins after the doors open), but the house was packed and it actually seemed like there were some Amoral fans in the house, which felt really good. So thank you Stockholm, hopefully we'll get to play you a longer set in the near future. "Jävla köttbullar!"

Not much else to report about, since we didn't leave the venue all day. But once again we provided the whole backstage area with great party music, this time in the form of Infected Mushroom, Brandy and Hidria Spacefolk. Endstille joined the tour today, and the guys seem cool, so there shouldn't be any problems on the bus. Had a few beers, watched some Fletch and went to sleep.

 

Göteborg - Oslo 26.-27.2.06

You can only imagine the amount of shit we had to put up with as Sweden won Finland in the Olympic finals of ice hockey. Fortunately the Naglfar guys had bought a Stiga ice hockey table game, so we could alter history. However, the gig in Göteborg went well even though the stage was pretty small. There wasn't room to place the drums in front of Dark Funeral's drumset, so we had to use the side of the stage instead, which always looks funny. Quite the enthusiastic crowd once again, felt like the Backstreet Boys with all them chicks screaming. Some smartasses had to bring the ice hockey game up during the show, to which Niko replied by asking about famous Swedish Formula drivers or ski jumpers. Touché.

There's been a warm shower in every backstage so far and we're taking advantage of it while we still can. We are fully aware that the tour-stench is gonna hit us by the time we reach Spain as there are some people who are going to "forget" showering when there's only cold water available in the backstage.

This morning we woke up in Oslo. Freaking cold and expensive place, (much like our hometown!) but Erkki, Ben and Timo still dared to go wander around the city and see some sights. Oslo is indeed a beautiful city. Or as the Finns say, ihan mesta paikka. 10km later the boys were ready for their breakfast, which was available at 3pm when the venue (John Dee) opened.

Once again the schedule is tight like a mofo, and we get to start our soundcheck about 8 minutes before doors. The funny part is that our actual gig starts 10 minutes after the doors are opened, which basically means playing to an empty room. Lovely. And even as the crowd's pouring in during our set, it's pretty obvious that it's black metal that these people want to hear, not our girly rock & roll. Oh well, you can't win 'em all...

Tomorrow's a travel day, as the next destination (Hannover, Germany) is over 1000km away. We'll see how fast bus boredom hits us. Over and out...

 

Hannover - Essen 1.-2.3.06

Germania baby! We made it through the boring day off, with the help of alcohol and Playstation. Thank god the next (and last) day off will be in Barcelona, and not at an Danish gas station...

So, yesterday in Hannover. Our brave explorers Timo and Ben checked the town out, and were quite pleased they did, as there was lots to see. The highlight of the day came early on, when Ben found some legendary early 90´s eurotechno CD's for 2 euros a pop. These CD's came handy later in the evening, when we were dancing to Mr Vain in the back lounge... classic stuff! Our bus driver Syke surprised everyone by informing us he used to DJ, and knew all this disco stuff by heart. He could list us every single from every album, knew all the names... what a pro. Never trust a bus driver who isn't down with 2 Unlimited. Now, if we could only find Snow's Informer...

The gig itself went pretty well, and the audience seemed to dig the set. Hopefully the rest of the German gigs will go as smoothly. For some reason on the last tour it was Germany where we had the toughest audiences, go figure... After the show it was the same ol' song and dance, chilling in the bus killing time, with a bit of tumu-action. Not much to write about, then...

Then Essen. Ben, Erkki and Timo woke up too early (read: catering not available yet), so once again it was up to these strapping young lads to scan the scene. Germany truly is a weird place. You will not find bigger army-, goth- or pornshops anywhere. Some cool architecture again tho, and the boys even payed a visit to a church nearby. Back at the venue, we're thrilled to learn that no-one is to shower before Dark Funeral are done. This means 2am at the earliest. Which basically means no showers for us. Hopefully this will not become a trend for the rest of the tour... One of us (let's call him Urge) is already in a bad need of a shower...

But all the bullshit was quickly forgotten when it was time to hit the stage. The house was already packed, and we got a great response from the crowd, so it was a blast to play. Lots of headbanging and even the first moshpit of the tour. Now that's what we like to see!

 

Deventer - Osnabrück 3.-4.3.06

Since the streets of Deventer are narrow as hell, there was only room for one bus in front of the venue today. Guess which one... We had a nice little adventure trying to find the venue, as our bus was parked about 1km from the destination, and there was a river to cross in the way also. "Think of it as a quest. A quest for fun..."

Small venue with only one shower again, so the atmosphere was tense at times. Luckily the city was quite beautiful, so it was easy to kill time before the soundchecks. Ben and Timo were once again the first ones up and running, and did the tourist thing around town.

The Deventer gig was fun since the drums had to be once again placed on the side of the stage like in Göteborg. We started the set without our intro, because apparently we forgot it at Essen. But it's cool, we still rocked. Juhana played wearing a beanie. He's finally beginning to accept his alter-ego Juffi 69. We're all waiting for the eyeliner and sixpack stomach.

Now we're at Osnabrück, sitting at the rear lounge of our bus waiting to start driving towards Tilburg, Netherland. It's 03:30 am. Erkki is zombie-wasted, Niko and Timo are in their bunks sleeping (sure!), Juffi is blasting hiphop from the stereos and Ben is breathing down our necks to write something funny in this goddamn diary. We are running out of vodka. Our main cat Mattias from Naglfar has stepped aboard and joined our "party". We also found out that our showtime tomorrow is 4:00 pm, so hopefully we can get up on time. Oh yeah, the gig today was quite good. The best part of this quiet day. Till the next next report, over and out.

 

Tilburg - Munchen 5.-6.3.06

Back in Holland. The gig today was weird, as it started at 4pm already. Apparently it's normal in this part of the world. After 9 the place becomes a disco, fantastic. So we basically woke up straight to soundchecks and before we even realized it we were on stage in front of a very good Dutch crowd. How they get themselves into a heavy metal mood for 4pm on sunday is beyond us, but we're not complaining. Besides, it was nice to eat our dinner after the show for once, instead of 30 minutes before the gig like usual. Everyone had a nice warm shower except Erkki, whose complete lack of interest in his own hygiene is starting to worry us. The club was kind enough to give us a big bottle of Jäg before we left, which went well with the piles of Heineken we also got. Is there any other professions where they pay your salary in alcohol? Oh well... Back in the bus, the party was up and running, with DJ Daddy Pop in da house spinning his mix of classics. Starting with the different eras of Ulver and some Devin Townsend, we then moved to BLS, Niko and Ben doing their best Zakk imitations, while Silver and Juffi played some crappy rally game. From there it was impossible to turn back, as Ozzy, GN'R and the mighty King Diamond took over the iPod. Happy time! Too happy it seems, as Rico (Niko's alter-ego) was now on the loose, going all postal on our asses. Luckily we have it all on tape...

We've been to this venue in Munchen once before, so we knew what to expect. Cool area, only pubs, bars and plain weird joints all around. Not much to report about tho, the weather was so bad that no buses or trains were in use, so not that many people showed up. But the food was great!

 

Wien - Salzburg 7.-8.3.06

Austria, the country of excellent venues. We played in this same venue - Planet Music - last year with the Trolls, and were excited to come back, as both the venue and the audience were quite cool. But before we could get in (get in at 4pm), we had a few hours to kill. Not everyone understood Ben's need to explore the city properly (It's fukkin Wien, people!), so a democratic voting was made, and our first stop would be a shopping mall. Some sushi, postcards and medicine later the fellowship continued to check out the neighborhood. Niko and Erkki quickly gave up, so it was once again up to our dynamic duo Ben and Timo to do some proper exploring. Hopped on a tram, with no clue where it would take us. Ben wanted to find the Hundertwasser house (this weird "eko" building with trees growing in it etc), but for some damn reason no-one spoke any english or knew anything about this house. So no dice. The guys managed to get themselves locked in a subway (how were we supposed to know it was the last stop?), and asthe driver walked past our car, instead of letting us out he just said something in german and walked away. Friendly people... We found a recycling factory that looked like it was designed and built on acid. Cool to see someone having the balls to do things differently. Amazingly enough, we found our way back to the venue...

Very good crowd tonight, some of us thought this was the best gig of the tour so far. So once again: Wien, we salute you! And once again we were invited to a great afterparty at a bar called Escape, where we got free drinks all night. Now that's what it's all about! A huge thank you to the host/bar owner, you rule. Juffi and Ben were asked to sign the wall inside, Erkki was way gone by then, trying to steal someone's jacket and amusing everyone unintentionally. The party continued in the Swedes' bus, until it was 5am and time to get on our own bus and head towards Salzburg...

Salzburg, hometown of Mozart. We had a deep conversation about Mozart last night, and how come there hasn't been similar musical geniouses for such a long time. We came to the conclusion that Devin Townsend is the Mozart of our time... Ben and Juffi went for a walk, and, like so many times before, the city was absolutely stunning. Beautiful buildings, mountains everywhere and an impressive castle... too bad we didn't have a camera with us. It was funny to see every hotel, chocolate bar and energy drink having Mozart in the title. Very cool venue once again (Rockhouse), huge stage and great house guys doing our sound. Audience was also pretty good, so no complaints. As we were leaving at around 2am, some drunken assclowns started making trouble in front of the buses for reasons unknown. Perhaps they weren't pleased with the show? We promise to try harder tomorrow...

 

Treviso - Florence - Milan 9.-11.06

Oh, how good it felt getting out of the bus in the morning, and realize it's not freezing cold, like every day before this one. Still a bit too chilly just for a t-shirt, but the coats were no longer nessessary. And the surprises continued at the backstage, where we were greeted with our complete catering rider for the first time ever. No other venue has ever bothered getting us the energy drinks and ciders we have on that thing, but these guys seemed to took it seriously. Which was nice...

Today we were also visited by the Italian mafia, who came to tell us how the merchandise will be handled in their territory. It appears that you need a "licence" to sell merch in Italy, so our merch guy Patrick couldn´t sell the stuff himself. How convenient it was then that there happened to be two guys who could do it, for no less than 30% of the money made. Now that's a good-sized slice of someone else's pie to have. Also, for some reason no CD's could be sold at any of the Italian dates. Go figure. But as there was nothing anyone could do about this, we had to play by their rules...

Five minutes before we were to go on, the venue was still empty. But something happened in those five minutes, as when we climbed the stage, there already was a decent amount of people waiting in the front rows. Now, this is what is so great about Italian audiences, compared to many others: No matter how small the audience is, instead of watching the gig from the back with a beer in their hand, they're all in the front having a good time. You go and play in Helsinki on a thursday night at 7pm, not quite the same I'm afraid. Since the venue was cool and the chicks were hot, pretty much everyone felt like partying a bit, which is exactly what happened. Ben hopped on the DF-bus to have a drink or two with the swedes, while the other guys had their own party in our bus. The buses stopped at 8.20am at our next venue, at which time Ben got back on our bus to sleep, Erkki was sitting alone in the back lounge half asleep and Silver was outside taking pictures. Tomorrow would be a good day indeed...

So, our venue in Florence would be a circus tent. This seemed to be a big problem for some of the Endstille guys (apparently circus tents are not cool?), but the only problem we had with it was that it was simply too cold to play outside. Some of us also didn't feel that well, which didn't help much. Again, we play almost immediately after the doors were opened, so there was only a handful of people in when we got on, but still it was a pretty cool gig, as the crowd seemed to get into it. After the gig Ben went straight to sleep, as the others were driven to a hotel nearby for a shower. The fresh horde came back via some local pizzeria and had a romantic dinner outside next to the tent. Thanks to a fellow called Thunder Thrasher who took some pictures of us eating and making us guess his age... He was 30. The Swedes invaded our bus later that night, where we hanged out together until it was time for the buses to leave.

Woke up in Milan, the sun was shining and all was well. An extraordinarily big group of us (everyone but Urke) left the bus early to check out the city. Got on a subway and headed to the center. We were impressed, to say the least. Milan is a beautiful city with only beautiful people in it, or so it seemed. The main streets were like catwalks, where people come to show themselves to others. You know how when you see fashion pictures or tv shows with people wearing the most bizarre stuff, and you think to yourself that no-one really wears those things? Well, they do in Milan. Even the mullet is fashionable over here! We had a good few hours' walk around the town, gazing at these huge, stunning buildings they have all over the city. You know there's something special about a building when even a group of hung-over hippies stop to look at it i awe. Too soon it was time to head back to the venue for soundchecks. On our way back we found a hi-fi store, and decided it was time to upgrade our backstage sound system from the Mini-Marshall mono sound to a set of two small speakers and a subwoofer. So now everytime we enter a new backstage room, the first thing we do is set up the laptop, the speakers, connect the iPod and the Amoral office is back in business.

As the previous Italian gigs, this one was very cool. People kept coming in during our set, so by the second half there was a good-sized audience to play to. And these guys were loud, goddamn! It's sad that these three gigs would be our only dates in Italy on this tour, bu we can only hope for a quick comeback...

 

Lyon - Barcelona (day off) 12.-13.3.06

Question: How many French people does it take to organize a metal show? Apparently quite a lot, as when we entered the venue around 1pm, the place was full of weird people we didn't recognize. Even the fact that there would be a local opener tonight (Otargos) couldn't explain the amount of hang-arounds everywhere. This of course tends to piss you off when you're trying to eat some breakfast and can't find an empty chair anywhere, but hey... Luckily there was a familiar face to be seen soon, when our friend from the last tour, Audrey, showed up to say hi. She brought us a cool mascot for the bus, the official Amoral ketchup-dude (see pic below). She was also nice enough to drive us to get some food, as our dinner would be available only after the show. Audrey, we salute you!

When we were done with our meal, it was time to put a pause to the Terminator DVD on the bus and enter the venue to warm up, as there was about 45min to the show. It was hard to get to the backstage door, as the house was already packed! That put just the right amount of pressure on us, which makes for an extra-tight show. And oh god, did we deliver. The audience was a bit tuff at first, but by the third song we had the craziest pit so far on the tour, so it's all good. Later that night: Niko, Urke and Juffi get shitfaced and start taping each other to the bus seats. Erkki woke up early in the morning after falling on his head, still all taped up. Dumbass ho's...

And then it was time for what everyone had been waiting for, our day off in Barcelona. Si, you read that right: a whole day without carrying stuff, backstages or soundchecks. And in Barcelona, nonetheless. So, our Magnificent Sixx got up and went to do the whole tourist thingy, with the sight-seeing, shopping and eating well for a change.

 

Barcelona - Madrid - Bordeaux (day off) 14.-16.3.06

Ok, the siesta's over, time to whoop some Spanish ass. We played this venue on the last tour, which means we know where the nearest McDonald's is. And this information is worth gold when the venue won't open for a few more hours, you're hungry and need to go to the bathroom. So a quick McBreakfast, a quick glimpse at the beach, and it's time for load-in. It was almost impossible to fit two backlines on that small-ass stage, but somehow we pulled it off. The gig was quite cool, some people seemed to remember us from our last visit. After the show went to get some pizzas (it was a buy-out day, 15 euros each), and soon it was time to get moving towards Madrid.

When people started to wake up next morning, Timo was already sitting in the lounge listening to Billy Idol's "Hot in the City" with a big grin on his face. Apparently he had already been outside that morning, and it was full-blown summer in Madrid! We're talking t-shirts and shorts here. It goes without saying that we spent every second we could that day outside, sitting in a park, enjoying the weather and the "scenery". We we're fully aware that this was as good as it was gonna get, as we'd be leaving Spain that night already, so we had to make this day count. The venue was also pretty cool, with an excellent catering in the backstage. A big crowd tonight, seemed to enjoy our stuff too.

Later on the bus: we're enjoying the wine bottles we got from the venue, listening to Bon Jovi and singing along, when Erkki and Niko decide it's a good idea to get butt naked. Nothing the rest of us say won't change their minds at this point, and so a few seconds later we have to drunken ass bandits sitting naked on our nice leather couches. The nudists pay a visit to the German crew in the front of the bus, but don't really feel welcome, so they continue to go say hi to the driver, who threatens to throw them out of the bus if they don't stop their monkey business. They don't, they just come back to the lounge to bother the rest of us. One of us makes the mistake of advicing Niko to keep his voice down so he won't blow it completely, which makes him lose his head. A long, heated argument follows, with Niko sitting naked screaming at us like crazy. Finally he get's pissed off enough to go to bed. At 5.20am Juffi manages to rip the bathroom door from it's place (well actually it was the bumpy roads that caused that), which leaves him, Ben and Silver a) crying from laughter and b) wondering which one of us has the guts to go tell Syke about this. Silver is the brave one, but luckily Syke doesn't flip, and later stops and fixes the thing. What a pro. The Endstille guys admit that they can't wait to get off the bus in a few days...

The next day doesn't go as smoothly. Apparently the French promoter has been lying his ass off about anything and everything to the booking agency, so when the tour manager goes to check the venue in Bordeaux, he realizes that there's no way we can do the show. To start off, the stage is so small you couldn't fit anything but the drums on it. The mixing desk has only 20 channels, and Dark Funeral alone needs 22. Why anyone would book a tour like this to a shithole like that is beyond us. So unfortunately there wouldn't be a gig that night. Which of course sucks badly, as it was already sold out in advance. But what can you do, if the local promotor doesn't do his job properly? Tomorrow's Paris gig is arranged by this same clown, so no-one knows how that will turn out... But yeah, we had a day off in Bordeaux, which turned out to be a really cool town. Ate some chinese, bought some DVD's to watch the bus (Michael Jackson live and Tango & Cash) and just chilled. Not a bad day at all, but still, we'd much rather had played a gig...

 

Paris 17.3.06

So, the Paris gig did happen after all, which we were all thrilled about, as these days off aren't really our thing. The only thing was, for some reason the main hall was only available for one and a half hours that day, so the three opening bands had to play downstairs in a so-called shithole. But we didn't really care, we were just happy to play, especially after we heard that almost 400 tickets had already been sold in advance. This was gonna be one bad-ass punk rock show!

The doors and playing times we're very early, so we didn't have that much time to look around before the show. We only checked out the street which we played on, and oh boy, what a street it was. First of all, the venue was right next to the legendary Moulin Rouge. And the rest of this long, colourful street was basically nothing but strip clubs, peep shows and porn shops. Not even in Amsterdam have we seen anything like this. Some of us wanted to check out the Moulin Rouge, but had second thoughts when the price list appeared: about 150 euros for the show + dinner! Oh well, maybe on the next tour, when we'll be making millions...

Back at the venue, it was clear that this was gonna be one hell of a gig. The place was already packed, people going crazy to the local band Otargos, and there even was a girl in a full latex nun outfit in the front row. Rock 'n' Roll! So we got on and gave everything we got, and the crowd went nuts. Niko dived into the audience a couple of times, and luckily made it back alive. Good times.

Since the venue was on such a busy street, loading out was gonna be a bitch. And it did not help that we were thrown out at 11pm already, as the venue was turning into a disco. So basically we did it drive-by style, with the bus driving in front of the venue just for a few minutes, while the rest of us tried to hurry with the gear through the masses waiting to dance. We thought our night in paris would be done, and we'd be heading straight to Switzerland, but quikly learned that this was not the case. Sine our driver was forced to pick us up that early, he only had a break of 8 hours instead of 9, which the law says he must have every day. So we'd be standing in a bus park for yet another 9 hours! No electricity, no heat... Timo and Ben seemed to be the only ones who thought that a friday night in Paris was not something one should waste in a dark bus, and headed back to town. To start off, we walked back to the Street of Unholiness. Another visit to the Moulin Rouge for some souveniers, and scanned the shops for all the weird films they have (prices ranging from 60 euros up to 115!). By now we thought we deserved a break, so a quick visit to a strip joint was due. Had some drinks, saw some dancing and wondered if it's already getting cold in the bus. After a while we got bored and decided to take a cab to the Eiffel tower. We were quite speechless. It was now 3am, there was nobody else to be seen anywhere, only two Finnish longhaired bums standing next to this gigantic tower in awe. Walked around without a destination for an hour or two, until it was time to grab a taxi and head back. After arguing with the driver - who didn't speak a word of english - about where we're going, getting off in the wrong place and almost getting lost, we made it back to the bus. Niko, Erkki and Juffi we're still up, writing terrible rap rhymes, doing the human beatbox, putting it all on videotape. A productive night for them as well, then...

 

Pratteln - Vosselaar 18.-19.3.06

Because of the bullshit with the driving hours last night, we could only start driving to Switzerland at 9am. We started to worry when we realized there was only 2,5 hours to the show and we're not even in the right country yet. And remembering last year's stop at the Swiss border (three hours standing outside our bus while the guards searched for drugs and weapons - found both - with dogs n' all), we were starting to doubt if there would be a show at all. But miracles do happen, the border was not a hassle and we made it in time. Since we were running so late, Dark Funeral's crew had set all our gear up already (it was in their bus after Paris). It was a trip walking onstage and seeing all your gear hooked up perfectly. Can't wait till we all have our own techs...

Come 8pm, it's time to hit the stage. We were amazed to hear people shouting our name as the intro started, since we didn't know what to expect from this city. We got up there and were greeted warmly by a 700+ audience, probably the biggest on this tour so far. Needless to say, the gig was a blast and ended too soon. Why oh why is there only one Swiss date on this tour... After the show hanged out with some locals, signed autographs and washed clothes (first backstage with a washing machine, yes!!). A good day after all.

Then Belgium. We were happy to be back to this venue, mostly because of the amazing record store next to it. Everyone who's been there agrees it's the best rock and metal store in Europe. No matter if it's glam rock or black metal you're looking for, they have rare, out-of-print stuff for good prices. Everybody buy shitloads of stuff before they even have breakfast. Complete list of puchases ("pakkopoistoja") by the Amoral posse:

Set 1:
- Bal Sagoth : The Chthonic Chronicles
- Freak Kitchen : s/t
- Yyrkoon : Unhealthy Opera
- Sentenced : Amok + Love & Death
- Darkane T-shirt

Set 2:
- David Lee Roth : Eat 'em and Smile
- Dan Reed Network : s/t
- Firehouse : Hold Your Fire

Set 3:
- Psychotic Waltz : Mosquito

Set 4:
- Goratory : Orgasm Induced Diarrhea
- Khert-Neter : Arrival of the Funeral Dogs
- Scrotum Grinder : The Greatest Sonic Abomination Ever

(Now here's a little quiz for you all: Quess which set is who's! Options are Niko, Ben, Silver and Juhana. Broke-ass Erkki didn't buy anything. Connect the sets to their rightful owners and tell us your answer in our guestbook. Include your e-mail address, the first one with the right answers will be rewarded with a sexy Amoral patch!)

The gig itself went pretty smoothly, even though it took a while to convince the audience they should come closer to check us out. A routine gig, one could say. The only entrance to the backstage was from the stage itself, so we packed our stuff superfast, not to be trapped there for the Endstille set. Ben cunningly dodged the load-out by doing an interview while others were carrying stuff. Half of the crew went to sleep early, while the rest of us stayed up listening to our new puchases and playing golf on Playstation (number one game on the bus at the moment, for some reason that's all Silver, Juffi and Erkki want to play). Tomorrow it's Germany again, last gig for Endstille and first one for Asmodeus, who'll be hopping on the bus with us for the rest of the dates.

As we were pretty lazy with the camera for the last few days we don't really have any new pictures for you homies. But worry not, as here is something very special: Big Daddy Marcus doing his thing. Enjoy!

 

Nürnberg - Innsbruck (Germans out, Austrians in) 20.-21.3.06

Back in Germany, Nürnberg to be more specific. Ben, Erkki and Timo woke up early, and went to check out the arena where a certain Adolf had spoken to the masses years ago. The long walk wasn't really all that rewarding, as the place wasn't that shabby. Oh well, at least we had some much-needed excercise and the weather was nice. Back at the venue, we met our new bus mates, Asmodeus. The trio seemed like a bunch of really nice fellows. Quick soundcheck, food and showers, and it's time for the doors to open. From this day forward we'll not be opening anymore, but be the second band, which is nice. So Asmodeus got up and did their thing, and we followed. The gig was one of the most fun ones so far for some reason, we had a great time on stage, and the large audience seemed to appreciate our effort. Endstille headed home after their show, so we said our goodbyes, even though we'll see them in a week, when they'll come back for one more show in Hamburg.

Back on the bus, we had some welcoming drinks with Asmodeus, and tought each other stupid things to say in our native languages. "Et vain osaa!" (you just can't do it!) is already a huge hit within the Dutch crew and the Swedes (it's funny because it's so often true), and now the Austrians know it too. Hyvin sä vedät! The vodka is quickly finished, and people start heading into their bunks...

...but don't get to sleep for all that long, as we're at the venue soon after, and Timo and Juffi - who had been in the Red Bus drinking with the Swedes - jump in and wake everybody up. They are soon followed by a couple of drunken Funeral boys, who make sure no-one is asleep anymore. Oh well, if you can't beat them, join them, right? So Niko and Ben get up (after a couple of hours' sleep) to join the fun, and the crew changes to the DF bus. After a while the tour manager throws us all out for waking up everyone. And as if that's not enough, we get the police to join the party, as a conversation gone wrong inspires one of us to release his frustration on a street advertisement. Thank god the tour manager convinces the cops to let it go, as they're about to take this person into custody. At around 11.30am people are finally getting into bed for a few hours of sleep before it's load-in time. Not everyone tho, as Rock Hard's journalist is already here, and invites everyone who's interested to a sauna and jacuzzi nearby, all expences taken care of. Erkki and Niko jump on the opportunity. The rest of us are jealous as hell when we hear about this later...

If the morning was full of action, the rest of the day was pretty easy. Silver went for a walk around the venue, while most of us either were still sleeping or at the venue. The view outside was quite amazing though, as it was alps all around. And since it was quite warm, most of the crew enjoyed their breakfast outside.

20.45pm it was time for us to hit the stage. The audience wasn't the biggest, but still we seemed to win over some new friends with our show. We felt it went pretty good from our part, so it's all good. The dude from Rock Hard invited us to his bar nearby for free drinks, which is where Ben and Erkki spent the evening with the Naglfar guys until bus call. The rest of the guys decided to stay at the bus, especially after last night's partying. At 1am both buses started rolling towards Budapest...

 

Budapest - Maribor 22.-23.3.06

Budapest time. When Ben and Juffi woke up, they found two girls already sitting in the lounge with the rest of the boys. No, these guys are not that good: apparently our dedicated street-teamer had showed up with a friend to take the boyz for a tour around the city. Now, how cool is that? These people actually bothered to spend their valuable time showing hung-over morons their hometown. Before we could leave, everyone wanted to check the venue and throw their stuff in the backstage area, wash up etc. The venue was this big ship (well, the name Ship A38 kinda gave it away), which sounds weird but was actually pretty cool, good stage and all. Some wanted to check their mail while we were waiting for the rest, and then someone was hungry, so they had to eat something, and then someone decided he needs his jacket from the bus... basically it took forever for the crew to start moving. By the time it started to look like we would actually leave, Ben and Juffi realized it was now the last chance to take a much-needed shower, before the other bus would arrive and the headlining Swedes would take over the facilities. So the tourist crew left without the two.

The gig itself was one of the best ones on the tour. The audience was amazing, and their enthusiasm showed off in our performance. There were also a couple of Finns in the crowd yelling Finnish at us, which took us by surprise. After the gig we went talking with some locals and the Finns, who were there for vacation. We also quite enjoyed today's backstage, as instead of a fridge full of beer, we had a full-blown bar with bartenders and all in there, all free of charge. Red Bull & Vodka seemed to be the drink of the day... Around 2am it was time for the bus call. Marcus from Naglfar and Matte from Dark Funeral hopped on our bus for the ultimate 80´s party. These two plus Ben are the fanatic 80´s buffs of the tour, so this party was bound to happen at some point. We hooked up both Marcus' and Ben's mp3 players to our sound systems, and got the party started. It started as a "battle" - Marcus puts up a song, and Ben would have to follow it with a better one - but after a while we just put on a Stryper album and called it a tie. Matte also had some great stuff in his CD case, and introduced us to the wonderful world of Damn Yankees, Chrashdiet and Toto. Somewhere around 7.30am Ben and Marcus realized they were the only ones left in the lounge, and they too were half asleep. Matte had already crawled into one of the empty bunks we have (as there's only three guys in Asmodeus, we have two spare bunks now), but Marcus decided to take full advantage of the super-soft couches we have, so he slept in the lounge. All in all the night was a success, and should be definitely done again before the end of the tour...

It's not your ideal way of waking up, listening to Niko explaining that apparently we had forgot our accessory case in Budapest. But that's exactly how both Ben and Erkki woke up. It was already 16.30pm, and the gear had been carried into the venue, when the guys realized our blue case (also known as Gold Johnson's Box of Tricks) was not there. This case had around a 1000 euros worth of stuff in it: all of Silver's pedals, his wireless, Erkki's distortion and wireless too, all our cables... we were not pleased. Our tour manager Carlo called up last night's promoter, and asked him to go check for the case. If we're lucky it's still there, and will be sent via UPS to one of the upcoming venues. We could pull off the gigs without all that stuff for now, but it would truly suck not to get it back...

Other than that, the day (our first in Slovenia) went great. Cool venue, good backstage, catering and showers, and an excellent dinner. And on top of all that, another afterparty at a local metal bar, with free drinks! Damn, we could get used to this... The gig itself was also very cool, the crowd was great and really got into it. Everyone was happy about the show, and wished we had five more Slovenian dates on this tour. At the afterparty, it was obviously a White Russian day, as that's what everyone was drinking. At 2am the buses came to pick us up, and the tour manager had the crap job of ruining everyone's party by telling us it was over...

 

Zlin - Leipzig - Berlin 24.-26.3.06

So, today would be our only gig in the Tzech Republic, thanks to the two cancelled Polish gigs. Got inside just in time to catch the tour manager arguing with the promoter about the lights. Apparently four coloured cans on either side of the stage is not what DF call a lightshow. We must agree though, it looked pretty ghetto. They got some more of those at the end, but it didn't make much of a difference. Not much tho report about otherwise, as the only attraction nearby was a shopping mall. The gig itself was pretty cool, lots of people and some hardcore headbanging in the front, so we're happy.

Next we had Leipzig, Germany to take over. Ben tried to figure out why Leipzig sounded so familiar, and Silver was sure it was because of the Mayhem live album. Ben was not fully convinced... The venue, Hellraiser, was pretty cool, this huge place with a decent-sized stage and cool paintings on the walls. The backstages were also the nicest ones we've seen so far: big rooms with tv's, a pool table, a ping pong table, darts, magazines, big couches... why can't they all be like this? Finally we got to seriously try out our new speaker set, as we hooked it up to the laptop for some backstage music. And damn, that's one sweet set for 30 euros! Andreas from Naglfar was in pain as the rest of us enjoyed Eddie Murphy's disco classics... Since the venue was in the middle of nowhere, we didn't see any of the city, which is always a shame. But it's also a fact that even the most hardcore tourists in the group are not as enthusiastic anymore as they were in the beginning of the tour. You tend to get a tad lazy after the fourth week... Cool gig once again, a big crowd and some serious moshpits. Niko got into his monkey mood and climbed up the PA tower, from which he then jumped back on stage. The fall was quite impressive, so today's Insane Stunt Bonus goes to Niko. Too bad we didn't get it on tape. Almost immediately after the show we started drivining towards Berling, as our driver wanted to have his 24-hour break there. This meant missing the afterparty in Hellraiser, which according to the Swedes was a blast ("amazing chicks, great music... to bad you missed it!" ). Oh well...

Woke up around 3pm, and headed straight in the venue. We were here (K17) last year, so we knew the place. Only something wasn't right. In the backstage were all these weird people, and on stage also, the equipment there didn't look familiar. O'oh... It was soon clear that we would not play in the main hall. We followed the tour manager to the building next to it, to the place the gig had been moved to. And wow, what a shithole! There was no way in hell even Dark Funeral's stuff would fit on that "stage", let alone the second backline. It didn't take long for the cancellation to be announced. Apparently what happened is this: Our gig was originally booked for the main hall, which is a very good venue. Somewhere along the way the promoter had got an offer for another (probably more popular) tour, which he didn't want to miss out on. So he thought it would be a smart move to put this tour package in that small crappy place, and let the other group play the main hall. Of course he didn't let anyone know about this beforehand, and was sure that once the bands were already here, they'd just play along to his bullshit. We're positive he's done this many times before, and got away with it. Only this time, neither the headlining band nor the tour manager felt like taking it up the ass from this clown, and just cancelled the whole damn thing. If the promoter doesn't fill his side of the agreement, why should the bands fill theirs, and at the same time make this butt pirate a lot of money? And besides, with that stage it was impossible to pull the show anyway. This sucks so bad, as at the end of the day it's the fans who get fucked over because of this. But it's important that the people know the real reasons for cancellations like this, and not immediately assume it's the bands who act like rock stars. We're especially sorry for the street teamers who put up Amoral posters for this gig, and were waiting for the show. We just hope we'll get to play in Berlin again as soon as possible.

 

Hamburg - Copenhagen (another fucking cancellation) 27.-28.3.06

We arrived at the venue in Hamburg already the night before, as there was no reason to stay in Berlin. So when we woke up the next morning, we already kinda knew the neigborhood, which helped some guys to quickly locate an internet cafe, while others chose to do laundry. Not much expectations for the show tonight, as the presales were so slow (Fear Factory played nearby the same evening, could have something to do with it). Come showtime, there's already enough people to call a crowd, but most were staying a bit back for some reason. We didn't let it bother us though, just went up there and had a good time. Erkki jumped into the audience at one point, for no special reason, and Ben gave his guitar to Niko during the break in Bleeder, so Niko could perform a crappy solo. If the audience is not demanding our full concentration, we have no problems entertaining ourselves...

Next morning: Syke wakes us all up at around 10am (some of us had only slept for a good 4 hours by then). We were about to enter the ferry to Denmark, and no-one could stay in the bus. Lovely. 45 minutes later back in the bus, and everyone jumps back into their bunks. A few hous later we're awoken once again. Now we're at the venue, only the bus can't stay there (no parking space), so we have to grab all we need for the day, and the driver continues to the nearest resting spot, about 4,5km from the venue. Some of us go straight to the backstage to try to get some more sleep, but we're soon kicked out by the tour manager, as that specific room is for Dark Funeral only. United we stand, together we fall... the venue itself is another piece of shit, with a stage too small for both backlines. Luckily this wouldn't be a problem, as it's soon clear neither Asmodeus nor Amoral will be playing tonight. Apparently we couldn't start making noise before 10pm, and the last public transportations (which pretty much everyone in the audience will be using) would leave around midnight. So that leaves us with a good two hours of playing time for four bands. Fan-fucking-tastic. So thanks to both the promoter who booked this venue and the booking agency for accepting it, we had yet again an embarrassing cancellation in our hands. Of course this was one of the few gigs some of us had friends coming to. Pissed off does not do justice to the feeling in the Amoral camp. Ben, Juffi and Niko decide to get the fuck out of the venue as soon as possible and walk to the bus, while Silver, Erkki and Timo don't think it's worth the hassle, and stay there. Ben and Niko are happy to find a swimming hall right next to the bus, and immediately jump on the opportunity. A 1km swim, a few goofy jumps (the insane stunt bonuses of the day!), 45 minutes in a jacuzzi and a sauna session later the boys feel born again. This was truly needed after the crappiest day on the tour so far... Around 1am we go pick up the rest of the guys from the venue and head to Sweden, where new adventures are waiting for us. Only four more dates. Can it all go smoothly? Will there be more bullshit? Do we even care anymore at this point? Stay tuned...

(As - again - we don't have any new pics to show you, here's - again - Big Daddy Marcus, looking at our Urke with lust in his eyes...)

 

Karlskrona - Helsingborg - Västerås - Östersund (Sverige-A-Go-Go) 29.-01.4.06

The boys are back in (a Swedish) town! Kino, the venue in Karlskrona is pretty cool with its comfy backstage and big stage. We also found out that we had more beer than any other band! Finally a venue who knows who the real headliners are... Also, two of us were suffering from food poisoning. One was because of a McChocolate Donut (see you in court Ronald) but the source of the other one remains as a mystery. We're going through dark ages here fellows... There was a telephone in the backstage which kept ringing every once in a while. At some point the people got pissed and started answering the phone. Yes, let these swedes hear some Finnish and Austrian! It was fun until someone realised that they were most likely phone calls from people who'd like to know about the show and tickets etc... However, even if it was the customers we were fucking around with, the gig itself was a good one. There was a nice bunch of noisy fans in the first row who seemed to know all the songs by heart so there you go.

Wake up in Helsingborg, smell the catering, follow the scent and whoa! Probably the best breakfast we've had this far. You jump for joy every time there's something else than the same ol´ sandwitch ingredients, and now we had eggs, sausages, chocolate milk... So we ate like kings for a change, and everyone was in a good mood. The venue, Tivoli, looked pretty cool, even though the stage was quite small, and we had to put the drumset on the side again. But hey, at least there were some big subwoofers on the sides that we could use as ego ramps... Not that big a crowd today, but still, one of the most fun gigs we've had. We definitely got the crowd going, and again there were some fans in the house, which seem to be the case at every Swedish gig so far (which is nice!). Niko managed to bang his head into his own knee, which gave him a cool black eye for a couple of days. Later on the bus it was time to drown the Absolut we got the day before, while doing the "iPod Circle": you choose a song (had to be pop/80's cockrock/partymusic) and then pass the iPod to the person next to you, who has to follow your song with another classic. The pressure got bigger and bigger as we went along, as no one wanted to be the one who "fucks up" the circle with the wrong choice. The verbal abuse for the one who played a song that was either too obvious (or just plain bad) was brutal. We take this seriously, you know...

Oh, what a crappy day in Västeås... well not really, it was just the morning that sucked. The weather was bad, and for some stupid reason instead of driving the bus to the front of the venue, the bus was parked about 400m away, and a van came to pick up the stuff, followed by two taxis that took the guys there. Didn't quite see the point in that one... The venue, Prisma, was inside a shopping mall, which was pretty weird. Today our friend and merch-girl from the last tour, Erin, would show up to do the accountings for us and DF. It was great to see her again, and we were happy to hear she'd be joining us on the bus today, as the job would continue the next day. Again, not the biggest crowd but still a kick-ass show. It's always a pleasure winning people over, no matter how small the crowd is... Erin and Caligula from DF hopped on our bus tonight, and brought all the JD, wine and Vodka they could find from the Red Bus, so they were more than welcome. Christina Aguilera provided the soundtrack as Erin told us tales from the road with the mighty Opeth. One by one people started climbing into their bunks, until it was 9am, with only Ben still up with Caligula (who apparently never sleeps). By then even Ben realized it's probably a good idea to sleep a bit, while Caligula started to watch a movie in our lounge...

Last gig mofos!! Can this be true? Östersund would be our final stop on this tour, and we were gonna make this one count. As we had good reasons to believe the crew and other bands were gonna play last gig pranks on us, we decided to make complete fools out of ourselves beforehand, thus decreasing the impact of the possible pranks. As if a sign from god, the backstage was full of weird stuff from a gay party the venue had two weeks earlier, which worked great as stageprops. Pumpkins, goats, elves and skeletons helped make this show memorable. The three subwoofers in front of the stage would work as egoramps to complete our stadium settings. Juffi metamorphed into Juffi 69 again with his white trendy shirt, eyeliner and a pink scarf he found backstage. Silver also went with the scarf, a purple one hanging from his pants. All that was left to be done was for Niko to hang his pants lower and pull his undies into his asscrack, thongstyle, and we were ready to hit the stage. What followed was the best (well, at least the most fun) gig we've ever played. The audience didn't really seem to know what to think as these five clowns took the stage with Eddie Murphy's "Party All the Time" playing as the intro. The front row was already there waiting (again, some Amoral fans in da house), but it didn't take long for many others to get closer to the stage to see what the hell was going on. During the third song Ben and Erkki left the stage to see what's up in the audience (wireless systems are great), Ben getting in the pit with the fans and Erkki going to the mixing table to say hi to some friends. Back on stage, Erkki, along with Juffi, got a nice big handful of icecubes in their pants by the guitartech Hans. But being the true pros that they are, neither missed a beat. It got uglier later in the show, when the drumtech/tour manager Carlo started taking Juffi's cymbals off, which by the end of the last song were all gone. Very funny you bitches! But still, the audience seemed to have a good time, and we sure the hell did. We almost got mistyeyed during the last half of Bleeder, as we knew this was it for us...

Backstage, after all bands were done, it was time for the goodbyes, as our bus had to leave soon to get the Asmodeus guys to the airport in time. No time for a huge after-tour party, then... oh well, maybe next time. Got our gear in the bus, said bye to everyone, exchanged some phone numbers and got on the bus. We were now officially done! On the bus most of us seemed pretty tired, so no real partying there either. Only some discussing about the tour and how cool it is to be heading home finally.

Next day at around 3pm the Asmoboys jumped off at the airport, and we continued towards the harbor for our ferry to Finland. Got on it around 8pm, everyone took a shower (first good shower in six weeks!) and went to eat their seriously late breakfast. Some tax-free shopping and beer drinking, but nothing major. Next morning at 7am we'd be in Finland...

So there you go, six weeks on the road with Amoral. Hope you enjoyed reading this mumbo jumbo. We'd like to take the opportunity to thank the crew and fellow bands, as all in all this tour was a blast. Hopefully this trip helped us get some new fans, and not lose too many with our stupid stunts. Until the next one, over and out.