Jackson, Columbia, Charlotte, Charlottesville
The next few days were quite a blur. A busy, sweaty fun blur. We played to a packed recording studio full of kids in Jackson. We picked up Bear Force One, transmission fixed and ready to go, and made our way to Columbia, SC to play the Whig. Then on to Charlotte to play probably one of the dirtiest clubs I’ve ever been in (and got to meet a nice lady named Kathleen in the process!), then on to Charlottesville where we dragged all our gear up a huge flight of stairs, Wil got something weird and inedible in his dinner, a bum asked us if WE wanted change, and we drove to Washington, DC to stay in Andrew’s sister’s place, bummed there wasn’t a tv for us to watch St Vincent’s performance on Letterman.
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