Every month “Blender” HQ gets a call from a rockstar and they call in everyday for a week. This month Chris Daughtry was the lucky rockstar.
August 4, 4:02 P.M.
“In the midst of a string of headlining gigs, Chris Daughtry phones from Biloxi, Mississippi’s Hard Rock Hotel & Casino. The day before was the band’s first day off in a week.”“Most days off are pretty boring, but we had a good one yesterday. We partied and gambled at the Hard Rock, and they kept giving us free drinks. Blackjack’s my game, but I’m not that savvy. I broke even, because my tour manager was whispering in my ear, telling me when to bail. So that kept me up till about 4:30 a.m. That’s my typical bedtime, but we’re pretty tame guys. I usually opt for a beer and a Gatorade. I gotta save my voice, you know? Normally, we just watch TV on the bus. We’ve got the flat screens, the whole setup. It’s pretty sweet, but of course it’s a bunch of dudes, so it smells like ass and feet, there’s crap everywhere — you get up in the middle of the night to take a piss, trip on some shoes and totally eat it. Last night was 100 percent injury-free, though!”
August 5, 4:45 P.M.
“Daughtry calls from Montgomery, Alabama. He doesn’t sound too good.”
“The concert went great last night, but I’m not feeling well, man. After the show, I skipped the beer, and had some Gatorade and a Nyquil. My glands are swollen and whatnot. Gotta get some antibiotics. I do 15 minutes of light vocal warm-ups before every show. They’re pretty easy to make fun of. I start with this lip-flapping thing and end with this “ahhhh! ahhhhhh! ahhh!” mating call. Even worse is the monkey face I make when I’m doing it.
“Right now I’m looking at water; I don’t know if it’s a lake or what. It’s like 110 degrees out, but we’re gonna try and do some fishing in a bit. We just sent out for poles.”
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