Test Two


  • April 6, 2017
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Lomo tofu affogato cardigan man bun, gluten-free austin franzen tattooed. Umami bushwick mustache YOLO humblebrag, blue bottle crucifix gochujang typewriter venmo.

Test Three


  • April 6, 2017
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Glossier hell of scenester, poke pour-over etsy pinterest four loko everyday carry lyft cliche la croix cold-pressed drinking vinegar. Venmo 8-bit 3 wolf moon, cornhole sartorial live-edge hexagon distillery organic vegan ugh iceland waistcoat green juice. Migas flexitarian deep v 90's. Post-ironic literally hell of, truffaut everyday carry humblebrag organic 3 wolf.

[S] Accelerate.


  • March 15, 2017
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Day whatever. We are somewhere. We did something last night, and we're doing stuff today, tonight, and tomorrow. It is tour. It is a continuum. Days become nights become days. Life is twilight, experience is brackish water. Time is a slope, not a staircase.

...And We Are The Revivalists


  • February 19, 2017
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Wheels up in an hour. Seattle to Denver, then Denver to New Orleans. There's no way in heck I'm not getting buzzed on this flight. We book a lot of flights on Southwest because they don't charge for checked bags, and in return for the steady business they keep us rolling in drink coupons. Drinking on an airplane is probably the closest I'll ever get to knowing what it's like to be Don Draper.

Wherever You Go, There You Are


  • February 18, 2017
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Made it. Mission accomplished. Nineteen entries in nineteen days. Perfect game. Well, not perfect. Admittedly, some of them were kind of shaky. But still. Got the job done. This has been a fun challenge and a rewarding exercise. Unfortunately, I can't promise to recreate it on future tours.

Status Report


  • February 17, 2017
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It finally happened. After sound check at Mississippi Studios/Bar Bar for our surprise (to me at least) performance for 94.7 KNRK here in Portland (Mississippi Studios being named for the street it's on, not the state it's in), I went back behind the stage to warm up. It was a narrow space, especially with all of our empty cases stacked floor-to-ceiling along both walls. On the left, there was a door to a small bathroom. On the far wall, there was a full-length mirror-

Je Pense Que Nouse Sommes Ici


  • February 16, 2017
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Je suis désolee. Mon français n'est pas bon. Je l'ai étudier dans l'écôle, mais je l'ai oublié pour le plupart. J'écris ce "blog” sans utilisant le "Google”- d'accord, mes mots sont merde aujourd'hui.

Time To Split


  • February 15, 2017
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When I started writing this, I wrote "Day Fifteen” at the top and had to double-check. I have officially lost track of the passage of time. We've just pulled into Sacramento. The bus is idling outside of Harlow's. Someone is plucking at an acoustic guitar at one end of the bus- I can't tell which.

BubbleMan 2: Electric Bubbleoo


  • February 14, 2017
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I'm a bit surprised, considering my reservation was for a "Mitsubishi Mirage or similar," but apparently a Mercedez-Benz CLA250 is what passes for an economy vehicle in Wine Country. The price is the same, so I opt not to make a fuss. I've got an appointment with a saxophone wizard in Sebastopol, and if I have to spend a sunny afternoon cruising through the backroads of Sonoma County in a luxury automobile to get there, well, sometimes artists have to make sacrifices.

That's What You Get For Naming Him ''Cujo''


  • February 13, 2017
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I glazed over this yesterday, but we're staying in a pretty funky place. It feels kind of like an old boarding house, with creaky hardwood floors and a charming hodgepodge of old-fashioned and modern interior design. There's a French-language lifestyles magazine in my room, and if I want to try to read it after dark then all I have to do is switch on the lamp in the corner of the room, which is less a lamp in the strictest sense and more a light-up plastic lawn ornament in the shape of a goose.