[Keyboardist-singer Morgan Kibby resumes her tour diary as M83 embarks on the U.S. leg of its tour. Previous diaries here.] Chapter 17: The U.S tour is already over a week old, and weirdly enough I wish that I hadn’t gotten out of the rhythm of touring by going home. It’s sooooo hard to get back […]
[Catching up with Morgan Kibby’s M83 tour diary — the band has now begun the U.S. leg of its tour, which ends Nov. 29 at the Music Box @ Fonda.] Chapter 16: Last week I got to spend five days at home. In Los Angeles. In my own bed. I also enjoyed two big victories. […]
[Previous dispatches from M83’s Morgan Kibby here.] Chapter 15: Goodbye tour, hello vacation! Lotje and I are headed for Madrid one day early to have a little pre-birthday celebration (the big 26 for Lotje). We packed small backpacks, ditched the boys and hopped a plane this morning.” Lotje is planning to meet two girlfriends to […]
[Catching up with Morgan Kibby’s tour diary … Previous chapters.] Chapter 14: Dublin. Belfast. Glasgow. Manchester. How to sum these all up? Dublin: Horrible Chinese food, but fantastic crowd. Belfast: I can’t remember. I’m sure it was fantastic! Glasgow: Oh, Graham, you were the most handsome rep to cross our paths, and on top of […]
[Previous segments of Morgan Kibby’s M83 tour diary here.] Chapter 13: Went to sleep at 4 a.m. again — only to be awakened at 6 by a feeble cry from the front of the bus: “Customs time, boys and girls!” In the pissing rain we dashed half-conscious to the Customs desks and then struggled back […]
[M83’s keyboardist-singer Morgan Kibby continues her tour diary. Previous installments here.] Chapter 12: Somebody stick a fork in me: I’m done. I’m moving to Amsterdam. What a brilliant city! Even the red light district is festooned with swans and canals and bicycles” We covered it all. The amusement square where I bought an obscene amount […]
[M83’s keyboardist-singer Morgan Kibby continues her tour diary. Previous installments here.] Chapter 11: Shaving day. Yep, everyone’s shaving. PM is giving Anthony a haircut and I’m waxing. We were all getting a little hairy.” Seemed like a good day to do it, since we were fed a big fat slice of humble pie this afternoon. […]
[Keyboardist-singer Morgan Kibby continues her M83 tour diary. Read previous installments here.] Chapter 9: Observations from Scandinavia: Always do laundry at the venue before you get drunk. Always load the bus when extremely drunk. Scandinavians love high-tops. Seriously. Haviana flip-flops save me from venue shower rot. Fall has never looked so beautiful. Green and gold […]
Chapter 8: I am in the armpit of the hippie universe right now: Christiania, Copenhagen. Please hear me out before the touchy outcries begin: My father was a hard-core hippie. Sculptor/musician by day, waiter by night, king of the cross-country hitchhike, anti-war activist and frequent mountain man; I was brought up by someone who, to […]
Chapter 7: Sometimes, touring is a test of how you handle being disoriented. In the port city of Arhus, Denmark, we had to spend the night in the bus, and I woke groggy and confused at 2 p.m. in a tangle of socks, jeans, sweatshirts, a hood and fingerless mittens: I was determined to touch […]
