Instagram makes plant-based touring look like a smoothie on a sunlit bus. The actual job is a 16-hour day, a loading dock, a bunk, and a tray of food that forgot you exist.
I have spent years in the music industry — load-ins that start before the city is awake, load-outs that end when the bars are already closed, airports that smell like recycled air and melted cheese. Tour buses that are both home and workplace. Green rooms that are a miracle or a crime scene depending on the city.
Eating plants on that circuit is harder than the internet wants it to be. Catering riders get lost. Gas stations are a protein desert. Truck stops can save you if you know the aisles. Hotels serve eggs like it is a constitutional right. Late nights will talk you into fries if you have not already eaten.
I did not come to this because it was fashionable. I came to it because I wanted to stay healthy enough to keep doing the work — lifting, driving, standing, repeating — without feeling like garbage in week four. That is not a brand story. That is a body story.
Plant Powered Roadie is the notebook I wish I had: vegan road-life tips, touring survival, food finds, recipes you can actually make with a microwave, and the unglamorous truth of staying plant-based between venues. Rock and roll. Road life. Plants. No sermon.
If you are on a crew, in a band, or just living out of a bag between cities — you are the audience. Eat. Play. Repeat.
PLANT POWERED. ROAD TESTED.