We realize we’ve been off the radar for a while and apologize for this. Something happened between Minneapolis and Tacoma that we’re still not ready to talk about, and I think we’ve been avoiding you because of this. Which isn’t fair, and we’re sorry.
Misha and I are presently in scenic Ashland, Oregon, seated in the same blurred livingroom that graces the cover of Satisfiction, digesting whatever it was we had for lunch and preparing ourselves mentally for what is to be the final show of the greatest tour in the world. For us, anyway. The next 72 hours are going to be a hectic blur of whiskey and spotlights and gas stations and Mother’s Days, so we’ll get back to you with a full debriefing shortly thereafter.