Outsiders might imagine that tours like these are a sort of vanity exercise, with VIP facilities behind the scenes. That’s not the case at all. Self-admittedly, Steve likes “the harsh side of things”. Every load-in is a race to fill the weird and wonderful assortment of stages they will play with as much production as possible. Soundchecks by the band – something Maiden no longer need – are essential, eating a sizeable chunk out of every day.
Between venues, Steve and his bandmates – guitarists David Hawkins and Grahame Leslie, drummer Simon Dawson, vocalist Richard Taylor – are crammed into a full 16-berth tour bus, where even the traditionally spare ‘junk bunk’ has been taken by old mucker and opening act Tony Moore. Hotel stays are scheduled only on days off, of which there are four on this 18-date run, simply as a sacrifice to keep them all sane.
“It’s important to get on with people on a bus,” he smiles. “There’s no ejector-seat if you don’t!”
Analysing why exactly he feels the draw to the back-rooms and bunkers isn’t high on Steve’s list of priorities at this stage, but ultimately it’s about the thrill of a crowd within touching distance.
“With Maiden, we try to make a big venue feel like a club. But the bigger and bigger the band gets, the harder that becomes. Rod [Smallwood, Maiden’s manager] will tell us that we’ve got to do a warm-up show and it turns out the ‘warm-up’ is in front of 20,000 people. We’ll put in catwalks and things like that but then they just push the audience barrier further and further back.
“That’s just where Maiden has gotten to, and I’m not knocking it at all. But I’m lucky because I’m still able to do both. I can play one night to [maybe 100,000] and then another to 400 or 500 people. We all come from wherever we come from. At the end of the day it’s about getting back to the grassroots and dealing with real people. I don’t really have to speak with promoters too much. Our tour manager does that. Most of the time I end up talking to the bar staff or whoever else is about!”
As the bus rolls on to Bradford’s 500-cap Nightrain and then Manchester’s 550-cap Gorilla – arguably the most ‘mainstream’ venue on the whole run, but rammed with the same denim-and-leather clad die-hards as every other raucous stop – Steve stresses the importance of common-sense routing. Having once given their good-humoured booker a map, a dartboard and a blindfold for her birthday, the bassist sat down with her to make this pre-Christmas run as streamlined as possible.
“I don’t want to zig-zag all over the place to add more stress and miles on the road if they’re not really needed,” he explains. “And if we end up with the old chestnut of venue availability, we’ll play a different venue or a different city instead.”