With so many wireless signals stretching across the country Nitzan Lumer was still unable to fufill his duty this week of getting to a computer and typing out his weekly blog for the SPLLC. So, upon his request I will be filling in for him. My name is Alex and I have known Nitzan for a long ass time. Way before he became the big rock drummer you know and love today. Not being part of the band, or getting to contribute to their shenanigans I was a bit clueless as to how I would satiate you avid blog readers out there. So I thought I would tell you a funny story about the man who keeps time for the SPLLC.

One time in Mexico Nitzan was nearly arrested for taking a piss out on the street. As soon as Nitzan had put his piece away the cops snatched him up and put him in hand cuffs. I think it took about 25 dollars and much begging from a few adolescent americans to get him out of the cuffs and back on to the streets where he belongs.

Next week your beloved drummer will return with his witty and odd remarks about life, the road, and that rash he can’t quite seem to get rid of. Unitl then this is has been Alex filling in for Nitzan. Good night blog land.

We’ve been in New York City for almost a week now and although I’m ready for our last week of shows this has been the best NYC experience I’ve had thus far. Last time I was here I got my jacket stolen which had my cell phone it and that really chapped my ass. I mean who steals a jacket? It wasn’t that nice and it probably wouldn’t fit them due to my huge frame. But it was losing my cell phone that broke this drummer’s back. I’ve already lost a hoodie and very expensive face wash. I think I would rather lose my passport, shoes, and diamond incrusted IPOD than my cell phone. But it happened and I got a new phone and I’m back in the city that stole my old one. If theres a lesson to be learned from all this its that Nitzan Lumer losses a lot of things, but I’m not a loser. I’m the Larry David of this band and have bad luck but this is just one of the many important things I’ve learned about myself and my comrades during this tour. Dave is Harry Potter, Jack is the Nectar God, Misha is a cross between Ari Hest (he’s got a beard now) and Dalsim from Street Fighter 2 and I’m a cross between Guile from Street Fighter 2 and Don Henley and a little Larry David. How about it?

So I know its been a while since I’ve blogged and that collectively the band hasn’t been as good about blogging on the second half of the tour. The truth is that it is difficult to come up with creative blogs when we’re coming back to the same places and at the end of the day blogging is the last thing I want to do. We don’t have it that easy. It is true that we all ride in seperate limo’s and ask for rediculous favors like drinking Cambodian breast milk at 3 in the morning. But being a rock star isn’t all about decadence and luxury. Sometimes we have to rought it up. This last week found me sleeping on a couch 5 out of 7 nights. The other two nights found me sleeping on cashmeire sheets, with a goose-down comforter, and a chin-chila pillow, but that doesn’t mean much to me. I prefer silk sheets, a duck-feather comforter, and a pillow made of nutria (go to www.nutria.com to learn about the adorable little animals). I’m kidding, but seriously. The low blog post output is a direct reflection of our busy scheduales and our limited interaction with one another (I don’t see Dave or Misha until seconds before we take the stage. JK!, LOL, MDC, MPM, DLS). We will overcome this dry spell and create blogs that you never thought were possible. In the words of my hero Phil Collins “I can hear it calling in the air tonight, hold on. And I’ve been waiting for this moment for all my life.”