Tyler Fyre's Road Report

Ahhh Yes,
Back home in Brooklyn. I woke up in my own bed this morning, went for a long walk and gave all three furry monsters a bath. It feels great to be home. But not for long - I'll be back on a plane in less than 24 hours.
It was madness getting to the Sideshow Gathering - I got a ride to the airport on no sleep and then missed my connection in Charlotte, NC - lapse in memory about the time change - and it's Labor Day weekend and every flight to NYC is oversold and since I missed my connection I also missed my ride in the Bindlestiff Family Circus Van. Luckily - in one of those sent down from heaven moments - the one standby name they called out for the next flight was mine and I squeezed onto the plane just as they were closing the door. Adam Rinn was getting in his car to leave as I got him on the phone and he waited for me to get into NYC and drive me out to Wilkes-Barre, PA. We got in about 6 o'clock And Magic Brian, Insectavora, and I are together at last for the first time in almost six months just then we found out that they had cancelled our show that night. Great - but hey - it's been a long trip for all of us - Brian coming from Scotland, and we're up for a night of drinking and watching shows.
The show they put in our slot we got fuel sprayed all over us by a three foot tall fire breathing midget. Now while I'm not a fan of having fuel land all over me - how often do you see that?
The Bindlestiffs kicked ass - with Keith swallowing a sword "sandwich" complete with three blades attatched to two pieces of bread and a piece of cheese.
The next morning - we made up our set list over a diner breakfast and decided to close with the Garden of Eden Bed of Nails - a favorite for all of us - but since we flew in and caught rides so we have about half of our show props - to make it happen we would need an apple, a cinderblock, a sledgehammer, and a bed of nails.
Walking around town - every newspaper box has my face smiling back at me from the front page and all day people were asking us when our show was - and by the time we went on at almost midnight the room was packed all around the stage standing room only.
We dedicated our show to Indian Larry and gave Franco an autographed picture of the Bindles, Lucky Devil, and Larry. After not performing together in six months - it was one of those magical moments when it all just came together and we had a blast. The show went great - Brian and I both had great volunteers - the double blockhead acrobatics worked with no rehearsal, Insectavora's pirate act went over huge and by showtime we had it all together for the bed of nails.
We pitched the ultimate blow-off with Freak Pussy, the Two-Headed Cock and the fire acts censored from the main stage.
Amidst the hand shaking and autographs - the organizer told me that our show was too extreme and inappropriate for the Sideshow Gathering. Doesn't look like we'll be welcome back.
Banned from the Sideshow Gathering - for performing a show too shocking for an audience of our peers.
I can't see how anyone could have had anything other than a good time at our show - and was a little disappointed that the guy we were keeping our word to by showing up at his event didn't like our show. I still felt a surge of pride for doing something that would stand out even in the middle of a bunch of sideshows. Then I remembered the intro to our show - and who we dedicated it to - and I couldn't help but smile and think that Larry would have liked the show we put on - and would never have wanted more clothes on a pretty tattooed girl.
We all rode back in the Bindlestiff Cirkus van and had fun telling stories about our most and least favorite shows. I made it home for the beautiful Peaches N. Cream's birthday party at Otto's Shrunken Head - and to sleep in my own bed. I've got just one more night and it's wonderful.
See You in Church.
Tyler