Mike's thoughts on tour.
In 1990 there was one word that scared the hell out of me, "tour". As a matter of fact, that four letter word is still the cause of some of my panic attacks. When we left Berkeley the day after graduation to on tour, it was a weird feeling. I knew we were coming back in a few months but that was it. We were coming back. I knew what we were doing then, going on tour, playing our hearts out, doing what we absolutely love to do. What I didn't know is what would happen when we returned. Time stands still for us on tour.
We see each other everyday, play the same songs over and over, but I love Billie Joe and Tre like brothers and because of that we never get sick of each other. Annoyed, sure, a little frustrated, maybe, but never sick of each other. Then again with best friends like them, trouble is always near and irritations are to be expected. But for everyone else we left behind, change is evident because time didn't wait for them.
It gave them keys to a car, a tank full of gas, and told them catch up while we took the plane around the world. That's why going on tour scares me. We can lose ourselves to the fun we're having but after months of being gone, as much as I want to go home, it's the part I hate the most, because God knows what it will look like when I get back.
Where do we go from here? Why is the path unclear? When we know home is near Understand We'll go hand in hand But we'll walk alone in fear
Billie once said "Touring is a cure-all for some people." I think it's safe to say BJ and Tre are one of those some people. Billie Joe and Tre are the kind of people that never look ahead in the future more than two days in advance. Which is why they're often up packing their suitcases at 2:00 am for a 5:00 am flight.
As much as I love Billie Joe and Tre, I refuse to share a tour bus with them. Billie snores and Tre sleep talks and between those two, if I stayed in the same bus, I'd never get any sleep. Ironically, both BJ and Tre could sleep though an Armageddon so they're able to sleep through each others noise. However it's their resolute denial when I tell them about it that really cracks me up. I guess it's things like that which make the end of the touring process bearable.
Even now in the year 2008, the word "tour" always gets me nervous. I love it though, hanging with Billie and Tre, meeting new people, going to new places, and returning to the old. I just hate the change and the unanswered question that always follows, "Where do we go from here?"
Tell me Where do we go from here? When does the end appear? When do the trumpets cheer? The curtains close, On a kiss god knows. We can tell the end is near. Where do we go from here?