Everyone has a hump day.

Beat Club in Stuttgart.

When a promoter tells you that it's going to be hard to get people to come out, it is going to be hard to get people to come out.
"Day after Easter is a hard night, everyone did everything this past weekend, all the partying and things." So with that in mind we suited up and got ready for a glorified practice. But looking around we were all at that point. Hump Day. It was our hump day.
"If there is any day to have a hump day, I'm glad it's for a show that no one is going to come to." We found comfort in that, and with monitors that buzzed angrily at us we sang out into nothingness, watching the 30 or so people filter in and out, with one very enthusiastic old potential skinhead copying our dance moves. We got off stage and that night I went to bed the earliest time I have this whole tour, about 1 in the morning. When I awoke this morning Stuttgart was already behind us, and we woke up in St. Gallen, Switzerland to one of the more beautiful cities we've been in. We'll let you know how tonight goes later.