One of the cool things about traveling through Arizona this time of year is that the desert is carpeted with a layer of new growth fueled by spring rains.
Left LA early this morning. At the tour’s commencement, Pat jumped in the van with a flu bug, which has since been passed on to the rest of the band, so we are currently the walking dead housed in a rolling pharmacy. There’s enough pseudoephedrine on board to start our own meth lab, which, is always an option I suppose for a few extra bucks for the gas tank.
Last night, we rocked so hard at the Silverlake Lounge that we actually shook the city to the tune of 4.4 on the Richter Scale. Quite literally, in fact. LA, in its usual fashion, was a big wet blanket. Oh LA, have your senses become so overloaded, your outlook so jaded, that you can’t manage to muster up the smallest amount of true joy for the very art you so readily pimp?
I guess it makes me thankful for Portland . . . filled with amazing artists who create out of love for the craft.
But enough of such things. After a lovely night staying with our good friends Oh Darling in Echo Park, we are on our way to The Hut in Tucson. It’s a tiki bar shaped like the head statues of Easter Island. I am beside myself in excitement.
Left LA early this morning. At the tour’s commencement, Pat jumped in the van with a flu bug, which has since been passed on to the rest of the band, so we are currently the walking dead housed in a rolling pharmacy. There’s enough pseudoephedrine on board to start our own meth lab, which, is always an option I suppose for a few extra bucks for the gas tank.
Last night, we rocked so hard at the Silverlake Lounge that we actually shook the city to the tune of 4.4 on the Richter Scale. Quite literally, in fact. LA, in its usual fashion, was a big wet blanket. Oh LA, have your senses become so overloaded, your outlook so jaded, that you can’t manage to muster up the smallest amount of true joy for the very art you so readily pimp?
I guess it makes me thankful for Portland . . . filled with amazing artists who create out of love for the craft.
But enough of such things. After a lovely night staying with our good friends Oh Darling in Echo Park, we are on our way to The Hut in Tucson. It’s a tiki bar shaped like the head statues of Easter Island. I am beside myself in excitement.
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