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[i]Waking up at 12:33 p.m.
Strawberry Toaster Pastries. Orange Juice.
Skype chatting with Aysena. She sends me these ridiculous crappy photoshopped pictures of her that I can’t help but laugh at. Together we figure out what we’re gonna do when I come to Russia. Researching some hosts on www.couchsurfing.org.
Practicing songs at the storage unit.
Back home – quick rehearsal with Anthony’s band. Then we caravan to a Thai restaurant called Thai Pan off Holland Road for the show.
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Lots of friends and usual faces. Leisa enlightens us with her wispy voice, ala Chan Marshall, as Black Eye Magical. Elliott does a solo You’re Jovian set using an antique drum machine and a tiny mid-range sounding microphone. I do an acoustic set as Musicplayer. Then, Pinball Locomotive, the crowd favorite. I back up the band on piano. They clear the tables and chairs to open up the floor for dancing. Proud of the sounds emitting from our amps. The room provides a nice resonance.
Afterwards, gathering at Rick’s Café, a tradition after a show.
Catfish Strips in Cocktail Sauce. Broccoli, Mac n Cheese, and Texas Toast.
Amidst Darren’s mostly bitchy sarcastic ravings...
Me: “You ever stop to think that you stress people out Darren?”
James: “That’s part of his charm.”
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“Thanks for the Ricks-perience everyone!”
Back home.
Cadbury Chocolate filled with Caramel.
Sleep 4:30 a.m.
[i] You’re Jovian. Image by Jose.
[ii] Images by Sasha.
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