Yesterday I hopped on a train in St. Louis, closed my eyes, and five or so hours later stepped off in Chicago. I’m not playing a gig here, but rather, seeing one as well as getting a behind the scenes look at what goes into a tour that’s selling out Lincoln Hall.

Touring is work. Lots of driving and minimal sleeping. Success depends on the coordination of people other than just the musicians. The backbone of this particular tour consists of 4 band members, 4 crew members, and a shiny new Sprinter van. The van is equipped with a flat screen TV, DVD player, Wifi, and Xbox gaming console. I happen to be married to one of the crew members, so that explains my backstage pass for the night. No smelly tour van here. At least not yet.

In 23 short days, I will be embarking on my own tour. A lot of work has already gone into it, and I’ve depended on a few people to help make it happen. I’m very much looking forward to taking in the mountains and desert landscape. I’m looking forward to playing in front of new audiences, and making new friends along the way. I’m looking forward to becoming a better performer, and ultimately defining my own path to success. It may not be in a sprinter van or a tour bus, but it’s most likely somewhere down that winding road ahead.