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September 18, 2008 6:16 pm
i spend the day in close proximity, but finally buy another camera. i always drop them. the big treasure of the day is being here at the moment the honey crisp apple is perfectly ripe. they are beyond amazing. the university here invented them.
we play at the 1st ave club and it reminds me of the first time i was here and opened for p.j. harvey. opening gigs can be tough. tonight it was so again. we almost had em.
the first half or more of the set was solid and rockin’. but then i chose a couple of quieter songs and it all went to hell.
i don’t have many more of these kind of shows left in me, when we have to open for someone else’s crowd and win em over in a bar type venue. no good. the end.
i am on the bus now and we are headed to some place called madison. oh yeah, i remember madison. last time we played there was a very sweet crowd, but only about 20 people showed up.
September 17, 2008 6:14 pm
i have never played these towns before and the mid-western flavor of them all is very appealing. we have gone down very well so far. duluth is tucked alongside the largest lake in north america. superior.
the restaurant atop the hotel spins me around there, alone, as i watch the big ships come and go. the show this night is almost the best show we have ever played.
i am now riding on neko’s bus and my band drives along during the day to meet up at the next venue.
the end.
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September 16, 2008 6:11 pm
still in omaha.
at breakfast i noticed my interview in the local weekly.
it says i say “i record the way painters paint all the time” and then i wonder what the effect or coincidence had been on all the painting we have seen here.
we attempt to fix the magic blue pedal and it eats up the day magically. then we leave too late to get to des moines on time for sound check.
we make plans in the car.
problem solving stuff.
to begin with, the set should begin with just me solo, then adding peter on drums for the next song, then thøger on bass for the 3rd song, and anders after that on slide for the 4th. a guerilla tactical maneuver to problem solve the late arrival. but we get there 7 minutes before our allotted sound check time has eroded. we hit the stage like monkeys in guerilla mode. forget the piano tonight, just play it lean, and lean on that magic blue pedal for causing such delay, and not the delay pedal for causing such blue magic.
that night we played the best set of our lives.
the end.
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