Tour diary: the Oranges band
A while back, I asked Oranges Band guitarist/singer Roman Kuebler (pictured below) to send me a funny tour story. This is what he e-mailed me.
One night in Dallas, Tim Johnston [ex Oranges Band bass player] decided to play a tour prank on our friends and tourmates, Ozma. He was, surprisingly, very drunk by the end of the night and so failed to recognize that he was being far too stubborn about pulling off his stunt, which wasn't that cool to begin with.
Not wanting to be disturbed by a drunken Tim trying to noisily find his way back into our friend's place at some unreasonable hour, we told him that if he left to play the prank he couldn't come back and would have to sleep in the van.
When he left cursing us all we had assumed that he agreed to the terms but were surprised to find that he was not in the van the next morning. A couple hours had passed and still no word from Tim. We started to think that maybe he got arrested or ... who knows!
We finally did get a call from him. He was in Little Rock, Ark., which was where our next show happened to be. We found out that in his altered and angered state he decided that he did not need anyone telling him what he could and could not do and, therefore, decided to go home ... to Baltimore.
Tim went to the bus station in downtown Dallas, bought a ticket for Baltimore and climbed aboard. In a cosmic twist, he woke up when the bus pulled into its first stop on the way to Baltimore: Little Rock, our next stop on that tour.
Being slightly less angered and much less altered, he decided to give the band a second chance and got off the bus to await our arrival, which wasn't until late enough that he got the whole day to himself to relax.
When we picked him up the next day the conversation went:
Roman: "Everything ok?"
Tim: "Yeah, everything's ok."
P.S. Tim got the majority of his bus ticket refunded, too!






I've been The Baltimore Sun's nightlife and local entertainment reporter for a couple years, and it's surprising how much the scene has grown in that time. Most of Baltimore's bars and clubs are unpretentious places with fairly cheap drinks and plenty of character. I like dancing and think this city needs more clubs, but nothing beats having a cold, locally brewed beer with friends in a comfortably full corner bar.