Alright, it’s been a hot minute since the last update. Let’s keep this breezy…
Quickly, a word about France. What’s France’s deal? Knowwhaddimean? Hey France, I’d like to be able to buy cigs at 11am on a Saturday morning. Maybe some fresh bread too. You aren’t a second world country and this isn’t 1910. Since you are so good at surrendering, surrender to the idea that I wanna buy some shit whenevs. People could be a little nicer. I’m trying here. You had so much potential. Okay, I’m done being ignorant about France. Moving on.
Clermont FD, France:
Played in a squat. Stayed upstairs in a room full of gnarly mattresses. Nate and I went for a walk and got semi seriously lost. The city itself isn’t much to speak of, but I do think this is the home of Michelin Tires.
Ya know, it’s Paris. Beautiful when it wants to be but otherwise a complete fucking mess of urban sprawl. Parts of Paris make Brooklyn look like Fiji. Okay, maybe that’s an overstatement but you get it.
We walked over to a huge festival and caught some of a BLACKIE set and this Swedish band The Field. We got fed some whack pasta. The bartender was a dick about us wanting to drink Coca-Cola on ice. The kids were awesome. Everyone had a good time.
It’s nice to be speaking the mother tongue again. Took the ferry to the UK. Brighton was pretty interesting. It had a boardwalk that had a coney island vibe. Saw some chavs. Bought some veggies, including the juiciest peach ever placed on earth. Dima forgot to wake up and bring the van from the hotel after the show, so I had to run over there and wake him up. Had some ciders while we waited.
Show was in a really cool restaurant basement (The Cookie Cutter) basically in a strip mall. Got some books: Keith Richards autobio and this book called Outliers about people who are really good at stuff and why. Saw more chavs. Played more soccer.
Home of the Beatles. Walked around the port area and center for a few with Nate. The show was in a dank basement at this place called The Shipping Forecast. The opener was a rad band called Vasco Da Gama. Show was packed, sound was good. People got drunk. Good night all around.
Took a ferry to Ireland. Walked around Dublin for a few. Nice place. Had an arepa from a little stand and it was one of the best things I’ve ate all tour. Seriously missing legit Mexican food. The show was in a huge place and was the largest turnout of tour I’d say. Met Vinnie from Adebisi Shank (no mask, nice guy) andBarry from Richter Collective. Sold some merch. Met King Joffrey from Game of Thrones (he’s a big fan) and crashed out at a cushy hotel in my own room. Was feeling so gnarly that I took 2 showers this day.
Cute little city on the water. Irish people were out getting all sorts of drunk this evening (surprise!). Washed our clothes, watched some TV, took a walk. The day was pretty much a misty non event for me at least, but I did have fun watching a drunk guy lean on a car for awhile.
Stab City. This place is kind of scary. There are huge bullys everywhere just trying to get in fights. Having an accent doesn’t help. The show is in a tiny room and I think Nick played behind John. Got fish and chips with Nick. Took a short nap around soundcheck. Didn’t really sleep at night because caught a ferry to UK early the next morning and I drank a red bull at like 4am.
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