Philly description

After about three hours we made it to Philly during the day. It was nice to make it to the city with some daylight. If you ever go on long trips my advice is to leave in the morning so that when you get to your destination you have some daylight to find your way around. When we got there we had about eight hours till the show so we decided to park the van on 23rd street near Drexel university and the train station.

We wanted to find some place to get some interenet connection, I don't really remember why. It was so cold in that city while we walked around. It was beyond annonying. It actually hurt to tramp around. The boys and I then went to an underground CD shop that was pretty good. There was a decent amount of vinyl there. Especially ones with spandex clothed people. mmmm.

After that we just walked slowly down extremely cold streets until someone with an Afro (Jose) said we should find the love statue. If you don't know what I am talking about, look up at the top of this post. It is small and pathetic. I didn't enjoy it.

However I did enjoy meeting Rocky's statue. It isn't at the top of the stairs anymore, now it is on the bottom right.

I touched his abs.

More to come on the description of the show in Philly.

READ A BOOK !

and learn your goddamn language

In Depth Tour Description

When we left Ct I was so stressed out because of the van. I thought at any moment it was going to break down. I had ripped one of the captains chairs out to make room for the drum set and the amps.

After leaving Berlin we went to New Haven and Jose's apartment. When I got there I thought that I was going to have a heart attack. After a few minutes there we went to Sam Ash guitar store. I love music stores and really wanted to buy something, but all I wanted to do was get to New York. There is something about starting such a big trip that makes you only feel comfortable after putting some distance from your home. It is some kind of mentality that if I break down one thousand miles from my house at least I made it this far, I didn't just break down two streets over from my house.

The drive to Brooklyn was filled with my nervous laughs at the guys genuine jokes. They were just starting a music tour and all they had to do was enjoy the ride. I was sweating scared, and was dreading any snow that might fall. The forcast had called for a little and my van is not a snow vehicle.

When we finally got to Brooklyn I was very relieved, but we didn't know where we were staying that night and that was starting to get to me. The guys set up in Zebulon, which is a hipster little place that of course I felt under dressed in. I was the only person in there with a t shirt on, and of course it said something that people would look at with a wonderous stare. "Limp Biscuit is better than anyone, ever."

A beer later Andy showed up with Micheal Amenta and it felt like a little relief to see them. The whole trip I wish Andy Mckinnion the painter was with us. He is fun to have around.

After the guys played a pretty good first show some of us started walking and went to a Vegan restaurant. It was another little hipster place, although this place was a little grimier. I had a veggie burger about the size of my cell phone. Amber Sanchez showed up and because she is our friend from high school and a good person she let us stay with her and her boyfriend.

I slept on the couch and the guys slept on the ground. Ambers fish swam happily above my head. The next morning we left for Philadelphia.




Read a book.
Money saved for Cali Trip - $107.21

A long time coming

So this has been a crazy trip. It gets hard sometimes to find internet access. Especially when Ian Quincy Young needs to check his myspace account for three hours. (He takes extremely long showers as well.) So I am in Washington D.C. right now in a lawyers house named Omed. He is Persian. We stayed here a week ago, it seems like thirty years ago. I am so exhausted and we are going to get some D.C. pizza. I will describe all the craziness when I get back and dissect everything.

I drove seven hours the other day from Savannah to Blackburg VA.

Also, we met a few great americans along the way. More on them when some pizza is in my body.

The word You'll is fun

Guess where I am. In the woods in North Carolina. It is a nice house that some guy that played in a chello jam band is letting us stay in. Two nights ago we went to D.C. because the first North Carolina show got canceled. Instead we sprinted around the monuments at ten pm. Lincoln is a nice one. I am surprised we didn't get picked up by the secret service. Then we went to a German restaurant and listened to an older woman named Sylvia play the Floridian while we ate spicy sausages. It was a great time. After we had given up finding a place to stay and were just going to stay in the van. However we met these two random Persian lawyers and they let us stay in their amazing apartment and even took us out to dinner. I would write more but I am sick and need to hit the road.

More later.

Chapel Hill is a nice place.

Sitting in the kitchen

So, on tour with the boys from Sub verso. Here is what has happened so far.

We went to this hipster little place in Brooklyn and the guys played in front of a packed house. It was dark and they made some cash. There was a couple from Holland that bought a vinyl. I would love to do a tour in Holland.

Um, we stayed at Ambers house and watched the snow fall. Bagels in the morning and then off to Philly. When we got there we found that the guys were playing in a smoky fun bar. The toilet stall had two seats in one stall. It blew my mind. The sound guy almost deafened Ian Young the drummer and we met a guy named Bernie from a really heavy band that wanted us to stay in a warehouse that he was squatting in. We almost did, but instead we went to some random drunk girls packed house. There were a lot of people there and we didn't get to sleep till around four in the morning.

There was a creepy guy in a red scarf that kept creeping around. He looked like an awkward Jesus.

I am tired and miss Dudley.

More to come. Now I am sitting in a kitchen in Chadds Ford PA with an over protective father making sure everyone at the show doesn't flush to much toilet paper in his toilet.

This Thursday

When the Thursday of this week comes I will be on my way to Brooklyn, New York with the band Subverso (thesubverso.com) They are playing at a club called Zebulon at 258 Wythe Ave. We are all taking my Adventure Van. It will be her maiden voyage and it will be fitting that the first destination will be New York City. That place always seemed to me to be the most important place in the world. Whenever I am there I wonder how I am not there all the time.

However, it smells better where I live.

So I will keep you all posted on how the trip goes. Anyone have any ideas? Email me some and if I find them funny I will respond.

Jamesneurath@gmail.com

Current money saved for this summers trip: 100 dollars


Oh hey, read the book Shogun by James Clavell. You will be astonished and thankful you most likely will never have to commit Seppuku. There is always a chance though.

J. R. N.