Tour Diary 10/20/05

Right now I am hurting so bad that words can’t really explain how I feel. But what I do know is that we played in Bridgeport, Connecticut last night. This is the hometown of our comrades the Alternate Routes so we reaped all the benifits, including free drinks and free toilet paper. But seriously my head feels like it got ran over by our van and all I want to do is sleep in my bed which is about 3,000 miles away. Its really sad but this is all a test of strength and stomach toughness which I am failing. If there is one thing to be learned from all this its that Bridgeport is a hell of a town where you can play your music, get subway stamps, and get rejected by shady massage parlors. I miss you California. “The rise of house music, the fall of apartheid, coincidence or not?”

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