In this Crazy Tour Stories segment, the indie pop artist, Reed Deming, reveals the story of something crazy that happened on tour. You can check out the story, after the break.
So it was my first tour ever. I was 15 and SUPER green. Hadn’t even been inside a tour bus before, much less gone on a 20-city run. It was a BLAST. But about five shows in something absolutely insane happened.
It was probably 1am. We’d been driving for about an hour and at this point, we were somewhere in Ohio. I’m awake in my bunk on my computer writing something. Out of nowhere the whole bus jolts, and my head slams onto the front wall of my bunk. I’m a little winded, but fine. Then the bus jolts again. This time I almost fall out. I feel us slowing down and all the other acts/crew jump out of their bunks, dazed and confused. Then I get out of my bunk and everyone looks at me, shocked. I have no idea why. I ask them if everything’s okay, to which one of my tourmates exclaims that I could’ve died! Okay. Well, we almost wrecked. Technically we all could’ve. But then he goes on to explain that you should NEVER be in your bunk with your head facing the front of the bus, cause the second that brake hits: BOOM. Concussion, broken neck, or worse. These are the little things that nobody thinks about before they start touring, and thankfully our AWESOME bus driver swerved in time to dodge the drunk driver that was driving on the wrong side of the road and almost caused the accident. Honestly, I’m just happy I’m still alive. Moral of the story: feet face forward in your bunk, always.