Lady Antebellum’s tour bus caught fire this morning on Interstate 30 in Garland, en route from Nashville to DFW for the ACM Awards at Cowboys Stadium in Arlington, TX. The tour manager told CNN that the bus stopped after a rear tire blew out, bursting into flames after everyone had gotten off of the bus. “As soon as he realized that he had a fire, he didn’t hesitate to get everyone off and then call 911,” he said.
“Our bus tire caught on fire and we had to evacuate very quickly,” Hillary posted. “Everyone is safe and sound.” The Garland Fire Department Captain Billy Craven said everyone on the bus was fortunate that the driver acted as quickly as he did.
Hillary Scott, her husband and her tour manager were all on the bus when it blew a tire, according to her post on social media. All four onboard were able to escape the fire without injury. “It was me, my husband, our tour manager, and driver,” Scott posted. The band’s two other members, Charles Kelley and Dave Haywood, were not traveling on the bus.
Scott also posted an Instagram photo and message saying that the fire destroyed everything in the bus’s back lounge except her Bible. “Thanking God for our safety and the safety of all of those who helped put this fire out and keep us safe,” she wrote.
Lady Antebellum is set to perform at the 50th Academy of Country Music Awards on Sunday, April 19th in Arlington, Texas.
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