2 Hours later. or, A poolside view of Jersey

again, again.
here we are.
the same cafe.

We have played our first "2" shows with Miss Erin Mckeown.
Amazing person she is.
kind
thoughtful
amazing.

We were heading towards New york City to play at the Gramercy with her a couple of days ago.
driving (sun up)
driving (sun started to go down)
driving (sun went down)
driving (sun still down)
driving (sun very down)
we drove until three thirty in the morning and found a small
scary
park in new jersey,
next to a shooting range, in what seemed to be an abandoned football field.
We slept well though.
i just bought a new sleeping pad, to help my back adjust to my "new" sleeping choice.
We played in New York and it was quite enjoyable.
I don't love new york.
no not me.
we drove for 2 hours looking for parking.
it smells there.
and people don't seem to be too kind (not all of them though).
after sleeping in an apartment of our good friend "matt wood"/s house.
we were off.
again.
yes yet again.
toward Philladelphia.
we arrived without problems (physical/emotional).
There was a very kind fan/friend waiting outside of the venue, and had been waiting for about three hours.
he gave me a piece of art that he had made for me, making me quite content.
john.
great show in philly.
great people.
great love.

we are running still.