For the next couple weeks one of our favorite bands Soraia is touring the East Coast and Rock and Roll Queen / band leader ZouZou is giving us ultimate access to her tour diary. Check it out below and stay tuned for everything Soraia and what it’s like to be a badass rock singer (with an upper-respitory infection) as the tour progresses.
I have to start my first entry by saying that I haven’t been this sick leaving for any Soraia tour EVER. So I started out Thursday morning feeling run over by a cement truck: with an upper respiratory infection from Hell. As a singer: a little terrifying. Slightly. I knew I had a voice, I just didn’t know how it’d work. So there we begin our trek to our first show of tour in Dover, NH.
We got to the club and met up with Kurt Baker Combo, who came from Spain to do their US tour with us around their release. Great guys all around, and no problems there. Easy enough. Pretty quickly, the club filled up, which is always super inspiring.
When it was our turn to play, I was anxious about my voice–but MAAAAAAN. I couldn’t wait any longer. It’s my favorite part of all parts of music. ABSOLUTELY.
The show was KILLER. A few songs in and I knew I had the voice wailing like I know I can! FREEDOM. What a great show, and what a great way to start out tour.
The next night was a big show for us, because we knew a ton of people were coming, including a good friend who found our music through Little Steven’s ‘Underground Garage‘ (who – by the way – also is hosting our tour along with Wicked Cool Records), David Fricke. David is a senior writer at Rolling Stone Magazine, as well as the host of his own show on SIriusXM’s The Spectrum, called ‘The Writer’s Block‘. Definitely check it out. So good.
Anyway, we knew he was coming, having wanted to see the band for a while now, and we knew our label and distributors would be there, along with what was sure to be a packed house. Newly on tour, this was an important night for us: we could feel it.
And it was. We played to a packed house.
We hit the stage and F-I-R-E. SWEET FIRE. I felt like a thoroughbred horse breaking stride right out of the gate. YES I DID. Halfway through our set, I remember growling “I’m Not Like Everybody Else” to a group of guys in the front row, who screamed it right back at me. The exchange was intense. They maybe had no idea, but they were giving way more back to me than I was giving them. Fucking beautiful. One of the most invigorating nights of the past year. The crowd’s energy was THERE. The night was incredible.
Picture one of those nights straight out of 70’s CBGBs, or at least what I feel it would’ve felt like. All my heroes in one room – even if they weren’t physically there – a massive thrust of virgin energy. It was that good. I was awake and new. Nothing can stop me.
And so, off to Philly for Tour Stop #3….