up at 6am.
i tried to stay up as late as possible knowing that was the only cure for jet lag but still i crashed out at 7:30 and woke up at 6am.
this is what it's like to live in scandinavia and the south pole certain times of year isn't it?
being awake and it's dark.
there's a peacefulness to this hour of the morning though....probably new mothers and people that exercise realize this.
i will post pictures as soon as i get my lazy ass to download them into the computer.
each show had its own special thing...each country too.
i overcame my fear of heights and climbed up a ladder in a bunker to use the bathroom. what am I talking about? Ladders scare me. Looking down from buildings and bridges scares me too. My stomach does flips. Flying also scares me but not for the height...just other little anxieties like "what if we CRASH?"
So anyway, we played in an old bunker in nantes, france called the Blockhaus and the bathroom was only up a steel ladder and then you had to jump 2 feet to get to the floor from the top. I did it holding my friend Solena's hand....and the next time I had to pee I was so confident I practically danced up the ladder. Solena was like "Nan, pretend you are in a musical..."
I remembered seeing my friends dance in the show Pippin in college and that seemed to do the trick.
Our first show of the tour was in Paris at the pop in. Our pal clement did a little interview and a few clips of the show. the sound is not good at the show, i'm just saying.....but you can get the spirit.
*Monpellier, France was sort of incredible...during our song "balloon" the promoter stephane had arranged for the whole audience to blow up balloons and throw them at us.
we were bombarded with balloon love.
*Getting around on trains in France was hard because we had a lot of vinyl to carry (which is HEAVY) in our suitcases. Trains are definitely a cheaper way to travel but we were not as organized in carrying light bags this tour as last time...we got cocky thinking we were strong from rodney yee yoga and suddenly we are making our way down train platforms with 2 big clothes bags, 2 merch suitcases, a guitar, a keyboard, and a heavy shoulder bag with a computer. We were pack mules in a desert but luckily we had friends/promoters meet us at stations or we hopped taxis to the venues.
*We went from rennes, france to mannheim, germany in one day....and that night we had off.
we were staying in the top of an old firetower - it was a luxury we could actually eat dinner (think we had schnitzel, fries and salad), do some laundry, and then pass out.
*Our friend Klaus met us in Mannheim to drive us around to our 10 shows in germany.
Klaus is amazing. He is gentle and patient and FUNNY. He has this ability to make me laugh when i'm in the throe of "nanxiety" which usually relates to time (like being late) or generally just riding in cars on the autobahn.
*Also klaus is a bassist. He has a band called Jenny Lund which he describes as "dark, brooding old man music".
It wasn't though. They played with us in Regensburg. It was dreamy and deep, and one of my new favorite drummers Ludwig, is in it. He is like Neman from herman dune in that he's inventive and feels the songs in his gut & super skilled from years of playing. He plays drums like he's singing. that sounds wierd i know...but you know it when you see it.
My favorite drummers are the ones who can FEEL the song and yet play cool shit skillfully through that feeling.
I think my skill is slowly catching up to my feeling as a drummer...when i'm 70 dudes i am gonna be ON FIRE.
*I love Germany.
Matt and I felt really taken care of by our friends there....
Berlin on thanksgiving was the absolute best thing ever. so many sweet friends it felt like we were home. and everyone dancing off their turkey!
Munich was also fun - feels like we made some new pals there.
we stayed at the home of klaus' friend peter who is in this band Mexican Elvis.
Here's an interview we did at the radio station there - just one day after the Pete Doherty scandal of singing the german national anthem on tv. munich interview
we played "big pink eraser" live acoustically too.
We drank a lot of gluvein at xmas markets in germany.
In Gunzenhausen, Munich, Darmstadt, and Wetzlar to be exact. The best Gluvein was in Wetzlar with Siegmar. It was tart & sweet, but strong....
okay i have to eat some toast.
more capping soon. hey the sun is up now.