I feel like there isn’t much I can say about Frank Turner that hasn’t already been said. Terms like “brilliant,” “hero,” and “funny,” to “bastard,” “hypocrite,” and “irreverent” get thrown around left and right. No matter what side of the camp you’re on, though, you’ve gotta admit he just plain gets to you. I was able to catch up with the beardy god, and we discussed Boysetsfire, Lucero, and the liberation that comes with making a fourth album, England Keep My Bones.
TVD is giving away a copy of the England Keep My Bones LP to one lucky reader! Details after the Q&A.
I saw in an interview that you were whiskey drunk during an entire tour, thanks to Ben Nichols. Drunk, rowdy boys? Sounds like a fucking blast and my idea of heaven. Tell me (if you can remember anything, haha), what is one of your favorite memories from that tour?
Without wanting to gush too much, the Social D/Lucero US tour we did at the end of last year was one of my favourite stretches of road ever. It was such a great group of people, good bands, good shows, good times. It was great to spend some more time with the Lucero boys and get to know them properly. And yes, a lot of Jameson was drunk—on the first day of the tour, John C. announced, “I ain’t drinkin any more! But then I ain’t drinkin any less neither!” That kind of set the tone for the rest of the run.
