Oh, the tour. It’s every band’s dream until it’s a nightmare. They played 180 shows in 200 days. I’m not joking. That’s basically a show every single day.
Imagine waking up in a different city every morning. Your stomach hates you. Your ears ring like a church bell. And you have to smile and play your hit song for the 500th time.
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The bassist once told a journalist, “I don’t remember my own birthday, but I know the tempo to every song by heart.” That’s not dedication—that’s a cry for help.
The Breaking Point: Fighting Over Nothing
Fights started over stupid things. Like, really stupid. One guitarist wanted the outro to be 15 seconds longer. The other guitarist threw a sandwich at him. A tuna sandwich.
That sandwich was the beginning of the end. They stopped laughing during soundchecks. They stopped writing songs together. They just… existed.
Have you ever been in a relationship that was over but no one said it? That was Rising Of The Lights. They were a musical zombie. Walking, but dead.
