We interviewed Chris Daughtry at the Foundry in Joplin Missouri, which is an amazing venue. I was seriously impressed and the staff there was really helpful and cool. Ash hooked this one up. For some reason he has this in with all these American Idol alums. I think he secretly longs to have Randy call him “dawg” and critique him ever so sternly. That’s just speculation though. Anyway, he hooked us up with Chris Daughtry and we made the drive to Joplin to see the show. From what I understand the show was booked well before he went number one so the venue was way smaller than where he probably should have been playing. There were tons and I mean tons of kids there and it was full on Beatles style pandemonium. Seriously there were girls crying there. I’m totally not kidding. Screaming, crying and clutching at their foreheads.
For most of the day I totally thought the interview was never going to happen. We were told several times that Chris was not doing press, then he was doing press, then it will be 15 minutes, no wait 25 minutes. I totally thought we would go home empty handed but finally at one point they took us back to the dressing room where we set up and waited for a bit. I remember hearing a lot of screaming and freaking out from just outside the door and then Chris came in. I’ve never really been around this kind of stardom before, it’s kind of surreal, just like in the movies. Girls ripping at clothes, passing out, and they always scream and cry for some reason.
Chris didn’t seem like it was anything out of the ordinary, he just came in and sat down. He was really cool and approachable, we talked about Live and some other grunge type bands which Chris and I are both really into. Most of my stories were like, “I really like that CD” or “I saw them on this tour” while most of his were like “they asked me to be their singer” or “I just hung out with those guys.” It was somewhat emasculating. I can admit that now.
For most of the day I totally thought the interview was never going to happen. We were told several times that Chris was not doing press, then he was doing press, then it will be 15 minutes, no wait 25 minutes. I totally thought we would go home empty handed but finally at one point they took us back to the dressing room where we set up and waited for a bit. I remember hearing a lot of screaming and freaking out from just outside the door and then Chris came in. I’ve never really been around this kind of stardom before, it’s kind of surreal, just like in the movies. Girls ripping at clothes, passing out, and they always scream and cry for some reason.
Chris didn’t seem like it was anything out of the ordinary, he just came in and sat down. He was really cool and approachable, we talked about Live and some other grunge type bands which Chris and I are both really into. Most of my stories were like, “I really like that CD” or “I saw them on this tour” while most of his were like “they asked me to be their singer” or “I just hung out with those guys.” It was somewhat emasculating. I can admit that now.
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