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.