While the guys and I (Rob) take some time to work on the next record we often get to tellin’ “STORIES FROM THE ROAD” (in big echo movie announcer voice). Its difficult to pick out a single story but one that sticks out in my mind was the time we had to sleep on sidewalk pavement at a rest stop in the middle of night in Wisconsin (wavy dream lines flashback)

We were on a way back from our midwest OOFDA tour and we were exhausted! Our driver must have been too because he didn’t see the ENORMOUS pothole that he hit full force. It was 3 am so I suspect his eyes weren’t wide open if you know what I am sayin’. Especially considering he had already missed an exit and put us on an hour detour.

When we pulled off the highway the back right tire of our trailer was ripped to shreds it the debris tore our trailer wheel fender clean off as well. We all just stood in awe looking at the destruction, as we slowly realized how in the middle of nowhere we were – no lights, no cars, no people. Just the orange glow of rest stop lights and not a tire shop for miles.

So what about the spare Rob? Ya I was asking the same question. We didn’t have one. Someone forgot to double check that little detail. I might have been me but that’s not important right now…What is important is that we were 5 guys in a 15 passenger, with a tireless trailer at 3 am in the middle of nowheresville Wisconsin with nothing to do but wait til a mechanic shop might open in the morning.

No problem right? Sleep in the van the common sense choice. Well it gets hot on a summer’s night in a van with 4 guys breathing and expelling who knows what else. So we opted for the sidewalk pavement at the rest stop (the clearly more memorable choice). When morning came  we were quite a site, bedhead, gravel on the side of our face, shoeless …You wouldn’t think you could get bed head sleeping on the ground but you can.

Amazingly without even calling a tire shop a really old guy in a truck woke us up off the ground and volunteered to fix our tire. We looked so pitiful he actually gave us the tire for free. When we asked where his shop was he just pointed in a random direction and quickly changed the subject.  I think he was an angel because he was really generous but he also smoked and cursed to try and hide his true angel identity. I guess time will tell.

By the way that trailer was stolen years later with 1,000’s of dollars of our gear. If you see a white 2 wheel straight axel trailer with the right fender blown off send us an email. Welp, until next time I hope you enjoyed STORIES FROM THE ROAD

Here’s a story of how the lyrics from “Feel It” hit home for somebody:

“I had some of your lyrics slap me right in the face today when I visited a local mens homeless shelter to donate some things. I have always wanted to get involved with helping people but “never had the time” or “never had a babysitter” or for whatever “excuse” I had at the time for not doing it. And up until today, that [making excuses] has worked for me. But today, I could feel it. Today, I could taste it. And now, I don’t have a choice but to give my life!!! There is so much need just in my area and I cannot be blind to it anymore. I just wanted to say thank you for the words you put out there. They are being heard and it may take some time for it to sink in, like it did for me, but your words are such truth and they have changed my heart for the better!!”

“Feel It” is a track off The Anthem, UnNamed Servant’s 3rd studio album.