Note: Local rock act Bad Seed Rising began their run on this summer’s Warped Tour last month. They will be appearing on the tour until July 27, including a date at Merriweather Post Pavilion on Saturday. Throughout their run, we plan on periodically checking in with the band to see how life is out on the road, sweaty as it may be. The following diary entry was written by lead singer Francheska Pastor. To learn more about Bad Seed Rising, check out their website, their Facebook page, or any of the other 5,000 things bands must offer in the year 2016 to survive. Enjoy!
July 11, 2016
I have no idea how long we’ve been out here, but it’s really cool. The days keep getting more rained out and it’s interesting being scared of heat or being scared of the thunderstorms. The music seems to be getting louder and I keep forgetting to buy damn ear plugs every time we stop at a Walmart.
I haven’t been catching many bands lately – just watching our stage all day, every day. I simply think that everyone on our stage is pretty dope. Mother Feather and Safe To Say are my favorite bands right now on this tour. Old Wounds are dope and they’re fun to mess around with all day and I just try to bodyslam them every time I see them. The Hail The Sun boys are too damn sweet and I love singing “Relax/Divide” to them from the back of the crowd.
I have a hard time recollecting my memories, but one thing I always remember is food. TaDa Catering is so bomb everyday, and I honestly don’t know if I can handle trying to feed myself anymore. I always stack up on croutons and sneak for seconds of dessert.
One memory I have – I was chasing down a ping pong ball and I nearly got run over by Hayley Williams in her little white Fiat. I should have took one for the team, jumped on her car, and pretended to be hurt just so she could get out of the car and I could meet her. But I was honestly just a deer in headlights.
Today, I met up with a little sweetheart I’ve only had the pleasure of meeting a few times – Lyndsey from PVRIS. We chatted about catering, vocal rest, and we told each other we’d try to see each other’s sets. It didn’t happen. Lots of stuff to do, always and forever.
