Got into Flagstaff. Thirty degrees cooler. Geof danced like he had never danced before. There is a half-page picture of us in Flagstaff Live. We are one of the hot picks for tonight.
Aaron and I made up since I have to play his guitar now.
Wes
Friday, June 24, 2005
A California Cleansing, Thursday June 23rd
Hours in the hot, hot, really really hot hot van from LA to Tucson yesterday. We stopped and cleansed ourselves of California with a fine swim in the river as we crossed into Arizona.
On the road to Flagstaff now. Tucson treated us well. We were in fine company to be playing at Plush, but Spoon was playing last night as well, and took what would have surely been our crowd of hundreds. Ended up at Che’s after being invited there by James who left the Spoon show early to see us. He kept taking pictures of us. Somebody recognized me from our show. I didn’t know what to say. All I could do was shuffle my feet and rub the back of my neck. Claps were few and far between during the show, but Aaron is sure that no one has ever played the guitar like he did last night. All in all, the show was great.
Aaron made me mad for the first time in 10 years last night, and now he keeps petting my arm thinking that will make things better.
Wes
Swimmin' in the river at the Arizona border
Arizona border, California border
Jana took her clothes off but we're road gay and ignored her
and that's how it is on tour
On the road to Flagstaff now. Tucson treated us well. We were in fine company to be playing at Plush, but Spoon was playing last night as well, and took what would have surely been our crowd of hundreds. Ended up at Che’s after being invited there by James who left the Spoon show early to see us. He kept taking pictures of us. Somebody recognized me from our show. I didn’t know what to say. All I could do was shuffle my feet and rub the back of my neck. Claps were few and far between during the show, but Aaron is sure that no one has ever played the guitar like he did last night. All in all, the show was great.
Aaron made me mad for the first time in 10 years last night, and now he keeps petting my arm thinking that will make things better.
Wes
Swimmin' in the river at the Arizona border
Arizona border, California border
Jana took her clothes off but we're road gay and ignored her
and that's how it is on tour
Belly of the Beast lives up to its name, Wednesday June 22nd
Why does anyone visit LA? Filled Room 5, and didn’t make a cent. Old friends were all around. Melinda from my Santa Fe years was there, as was her boyfriend Fortunado, who worked on a Daniel Johnston documentary called “The Devil and Daniel Johnston.” Greg Flynn, one of the founding members of the Revolution came out with his friend, and by the end of the night, our friend, Seamus. We ended up at the Three of Clubs, a bar on the corner of Santa Monica and Vine, that The Volumes happened across in their time in LA because it has a single sign that says cocktails on the outside.
Trying to park a rent a car I bumped into another parked car. We rolled out, parked and found out there was a crowd waiting for the guys who scraped up their car. Geof and I had to get the hell out of dodge after hiding out for a while. No room at the Comfort Inn, but Julip, who had a pirate flag on the back of her bike said she had room. Geof and I find ourselves drinking sparkling white wine, eating gnocchi, and doing shots of an opium based Chinese liqeuer until 4 in the morning with Julip and Hito, who just got back from Belgium. They talked of their friend Jordy in Barcelona who has a tenuous grasp on the English language, and therefore says things more true than the rest of us. Before every sip we had to state our best moments. We got out of LA without getting beat, but just barely, only to find out that I left my guitar in LA. Hope I get it back someday.
Wes
Verses inspired by LA:
Stayin’ up all night with the Los Angelenos
Los Angelenos
Los Angelenos
We leavin’ in the mornin’ so you better keep a clean nose
Or you gon’ hurt all day
Scraping up the bumpers din’t yo momma tell ya not to?
Momma tell ya not to?
Momma tell ya not to?
Hidin’ in the bushes cause the locals almost got you
And you gon’ hide all day
Out on tour, tour, tour
Someone’s knockin’ on the door, door, door
I never seen yer car before, fore, fore
I’m just out on tour, tour, tour
Thanks go out in LA to Greg F, Melinda A (hope to see you again soon), Julip and Hito of course for making sure Geof and I didn’t have to stay up all night drinking Denny’s coffee.
Trying to park a rent a car I bumped into another parked car. We rolled out, parked and found out there was a crowd waiting for the guys who scraped up their car. Geof and I had to get the hell out of dodge after hiding out for a while. No room at the Comfort Inn, but Julip, who had a pirate flag on the back of her bike said she had room. Geof and I find ourselves drinking sparkling white wine, eating gnocchi, and doing shots of an opium based Chinese liqeuer until 4 in the morning with Julip and Hito, who just got back from Belgium. They talked of their friend Jordy in Barcelona who has a tenuous grasp on the English language, and therefore says things more true than the rest of us. Before every sip we had to state our best moments. We got out of LA without getting beat, but just barely, only to find out that I left my guitar in LA. Hope I get it back someday.
Wes
Verses inspired by LA:
Stayin’ up all night with the Los Angelenos
Los Angelenos
Los Angelenos
We leavin’ in the mornin’ so you better keep a clean nose
Or you gon’ hurt all day
Scraping up the bumpers din’t yo momma tell ya not to?
Momma tell ya not to?
Momma tell ya not to?
Hidin’ in the bushes cause the locals almost got you
And you gon’ hide all day
Out on tour, tour, tour
Someone’s knockin’ on the door, door, door
I never seen yer car before, fore, fore
I’m just out on tour, tour, tour
Thanks go out in LA to Greg F, Melinda A (hope to see you again soon), Julip and Hito of course for making sure Geof and I didn’t have to stay up all night drinking Denny’s coffee.
Heading into the Belly of the Beast Part 2, Tuesday, June 20th
Our second poker game on tour and Jana’s first win.
wes told me to turn the radio down. it was a lance into my chest.
aaron
New verses to the tour song:
San Francisco Bay, drinking wine and tequila
Wine and tequila,
Wine and tequila,
If you wanna party harder then you gotta find a dealer,
An’ we gon’ drink all day
Speedin down the highway cause we gotta make the load-in,
Gotta make the load-in
Gotta make the load-in
If the engine overheats we jes’ gotta have it towed in
We gonna get there and play
Out on tour, tour, tour
It’s a quarter past four, four, four
Put the pedal to the floor, floor, floor
We out on tour, tour, tour.
Tony
We have many thanks due in the San Fran area. We got treated like the rock stars we wish we were. Paul and Doyle put up with us parking the van and sleeping on their street, getting up in the morning and demanding showers and way too strong coffee. They towed us around town, gave us scotch and video games. We watched Paul singled handedly carry a couch four blocks to his apartment. We offered to help, hoping he’d say no, and he did. Doyle took us to the Castro so we could watch half-naked bartenders serve beer to half-naked men. On Sunday we got to see (or at least hear) John Doe (of the infamous X) and Lucinda Williams play for free in Stern Grove. Jack and Wilson rolled in to town right about that time. Then we got to meet the infamous Chris Sawyer. He took us to Tommy’s on Geary, who has the largest collection of Tequilas in the U.S. They had $116 pitchers of margaritas on the menu. We didn’t do that, but we did drink two pitchers worth $98 (for free, thanks to Chris). Then we took a picture behind the bar with the owner (to be posted soon) where, between the five of us, we must have held $1500 worth of tequila in our hands. So the least I can say is, “When in San Francisco, visit Tommy’s Mexican Food on Geary.”
The Makeout Room was great. Watched a guy pull a switchblade on another guy across the street. It got us in the right mood.
On Monday Chris had us out to his house in Petuluma where we proceeded to down multiple bottles of good wine, plates full of amazing cheeses, grilled fish for some of us, grilled veggies for all of us. Dairy free gelato with organic strawberries and a big bottle of port and then more wine. Rolling Stones and Joy Division on the record player, Stereo Total on the CD.
Wes
wes told me to turn the radio down. it was a lance into my chest.
aaron
New verses to the tour song:
San Francisco Bay, drinking wine and tequila
Wine and tequila,
Wine and tequila,
If you wanna party harder then you gotta find a dealer,
An’ we gon’ drink all day
Speedin down the highway cause we gotta make the load-in,
Gotta make the load-in
Gotta make the load-in
If the engine overheats we jes’ gotta have it towed in
We gonna get there and play
Out on tour, tour, tour
It’s a quarter past four, four, four
Put the pedal to the floor, floor, floor
We out on tour, tour, tour.
Tony
We have many thanks due in the San Fran area. We got treated like the rock stars we wish we were. Paul and Doyle put up with us parking the van and sleeping on their street, getting up in the morning and demanding showers and way too strong coffee. They towed us around town, gave us scotch and video games. We watched Paul singled handedly carry a couch four blocks to his apartment. We offered to help, hoping he’d say no, and he did. Doyle took us to the Castro so we could watch half-naked bartenders serve beer to half-naked men. On Sunday we got to see (or at least hear) John Doe (of the infamous X) and Lucinda Williams play for free in Stern Grove. Jack and Wilson rolled in to town right about that time. Then we got to meet the infamous Chris Sawyer. He took us to Tommy’s on Geary, who has the largest collection of Tequilas in the U.S. They had $116 pitchers of margaritas on the menu. We didn’t do that, but we did drink two pitchers worth $98 (for free, thanks to Chris). Then we took a picture behind the bar with the owner (to be posted soon) where, between the five of us, we must have held $1500 worth of tequila in our hands. So the least I can say is, “When in San Francisco, visit Tommy’s Mexican Food on Geary.”
The Makeout Room was great. Watched a guy pull a switchblade on another guy across the street. It got us in the right mood.
On Monday Chris had us out to his house in Petuluma where we proceeded to down multiple bottles of good wine, plates full of amazing cheeses, grilled fish for some of us, grilled veggies for all of us. Dairy free gelato with organic strawberries and a big bottle of port and then more wine. Rolling Stones and Joy Division on the record player, Stereo Total on the CD.
Wes
Heading into the Belly of the Beast, Tuesday, June 20th
the show was pretty good, but Geof had to deal with a broken bass drum pedal.. it was a neat place, the ‘make-out room’.. full of shiny silver bits and tiered stage. I felt like rice. nik abodeely was very brian Jonestown massacre, replete with a tambourine player/flute player. very cool. and tenlon’s fort was awesome, mashing songs together and drifting in and out of arrangement. altogether thrilling. it’s a very exciting time to be alive.
aaron
A fine hike through the hills of Petaluma, complete with views of the countryside, followed by dinner with Creanza & Simone & Noria, a writer whose first book will be coming out this October. On the hike Aaron was dubbed the leprechaun of the group and Wes the surly mountain gnome. All in all, I would say that if one must be dragged out to beautiful countryside with a gorgeous moonrise, hanging out with a wine writer who’s sharing the contents of his cellar is the way to go. And a writer with a vinyl collection and cow bones haunting the shelves of his cellar, not to mention a biochemist wife for Jana to geek out with and the aforementioned Noria? No complaints. No complaints at all.
sex drugs rock and roll : wine women and song
aaron
speeding down the highway ‘cause we gotta make the load-in
if the engine over heats we’re gonna have it towed in
we gotta play today
aaron
A fine hike through the hills of Petaluma, complete with views of the countryside, followed by dinner with Creanza & Simone & Noria, a writer whose first book will be coming out this October. On the hike Aaron was dubbed the leprechaun of the group and Wes the surly mountain gnome. All in all, I would say that if one must be dragged out to beautiful countryside with a gorgeous moonrise, hanging out with a wine writer who’s sharing the contents of his cellar is the way to go. And a writer with a vinyl collection and cow bones haunting the shelves of his cellar, not to mention a biochemist wife for Jana to geek out with and the aforementioned Noria? No complaints. No complaints at all.
sex drugs rock and roll : wine women and song
aaron
speeding down the highway ‘cause we gotta make the load-in
if the engine over heats we’re gonna have it towed in
we gotta play today
Cereal and Milk, Sunday June 19th
Jana just found out that milk has pus in it. Thank goodness she’s enjoying the wholesome goodness of organic soy milk. [I don’t understand why pus is so abhorrent. – aaron] [I'm pretty sure evolution has my back on this one, honestly. I can think of several very good reasons to be abhorred by a fluid filled with infectious material.] –jana]
Sunday, June 19, 2005
Not right yet, Saturday
People were seen, fun was had. Day one is down and all appendages are still in tact. I sometimes convince myself that Portland is a big city with all the big city trappings, but then I visit San Francisco and see people lining up to eat burritos at Tacos El Gran at 2:30 am, followed by hundreds of people jamming every street corner between the bar we were drinking in and the cheap lot where we parked the van and might sleep in. I couldn’t count the ways words were spoken, but they were many.
Tony saw his brother from another mother, Geof saw Paul, or Charlie, or Gail, or Marcus Terrence, we never got his name quite right.
Why hasn’t anyone invented the toaster you plug into the cigarette lighter yet?
Tony saw his brother from another mother, Geof saw Paul, or Charlie, or Gail, or Marcus Terrence, we never got his name quite right.
Why hasn’t anyone invented the toaster you plug into the cigarette lighter yet?
gotta get myself right. friday, 6/17/05
12:55 pm
the tour mouth has opened wide, spilling us between one farm and the next. my side hurts a bit, and my head hurts a lot, but I’m keeping food down. spirits are high – kept aloft with a mix of wes’ cheese and tony’s nuts, I believe this crew could take on a talking star.
right now we’re trying to stop the squeaking noise in the van, the belly of the whale isn’t as quiet or lonely as jonah would have us believe.
which is better for drumming, sycophant or syncopate?
3:20 pm
The Cali border sits just in front of us, and Geof just finished reading the introduction to Drumming for Dummies. Now we’re ready to tour.
4:50 pm
The first poker game has gone down. Geof was out first, Wes pulled jacks over aces next hand and it was all over as he collected all of Jana’s chips.
the tour mouth has opened wide, spilling us between one farm and the next. my side hurts a bit, and my head hurts a lot, but I’m keeping food down. spirits are high – kept aloft with a mix of wes’ cheese and tony’s nuts, I believe this crew could take on a talking star.
right now we’re trying to stop the squeaking noise in the van, the belly of the whale isn’t as quiet or lonely as jonah would have us believe.
which is better for drumming, sycophant or syncopate?
3:20 pm
The Cali border sits just in front of us, and Geof just finished reading the introduction to Drumming for Dummies. Now we’re ready to tour.
4:50 pm
The first poker game has gone down. Geof was out first, Wes pulled jacks over aces next hand and it was all over as he collected all of Jana’s chips.
Monday, June 13, 2005
astoria.
the voodoo room was an alright place, with a haunted jukebox. tenlon's fort is pretty good. my cat's breath smells like cat food. by the end of a good long set, some pretty girls were dancing, and that was nice. judy gave us some drinks and a pizza came from somewhere, so astoria shall survive in my memory as something worth doing.
man, what a day!
in addition, i ate a hamburger with relish, and drank some corona, and did a handstand. and i saw a duck that was actually not a duck, but a bear.
and a deer, that might've been a mule.
aaron
man, what a day!
in addition, i ate a hamburger with relish, and drank some corona, and did a handstand. and i saw a duck that was actually not a duck, but a bear.
and a deer, that might've been a mule.
aaron
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