Tour shittyness.
So in St. John everything was going awesome. Parties were had. Cancer Bats played and everyone went downstairs. Three thug kids came in to the dressing room and stole Stu's laptop, Alex's camera, my camera and some other stuff. The kids ended up being roofers who worked for the venue. We found out their address so Ian, Bailey, and myself went to their house and let them know they were busted and if we get our shit back things will be fine no harm done. As we got out of the vehicle two of them ran, and one stayed. We talked to the one who stayed that they pretty much sold themselves out, not to mention that people saw them. The situation was denied but it was clear it happened. Things were talked over not overly aggressively. Then one of their drunk girlfriends came over and started talking shit and she spat pizza at Bailey. Bailey caught it and through it back at her and told her to leave. The girl started punching at him and three guys came to her aid. At this point two more guys come out with bats and 40oz bottles. Bailey got punched and tried fighting back till more people came after him so he ran. One of them dropped a baseball bat and Ian ran to grab it to get rid of it so no one used it. As that happens another random comes out of nowhere and swings a 40oz bottle at Ian as I pushed him away he missed but grabbed the baseball bat. We tell them we will go but not without Bailey. They're swinging at us till we're back in the van. We drove up and got Bailey called the cops and we got none of our stuff back. I wish my camera wasn't gone, it was brand new.
-Kyle
-Kyle