It's Better Than ''Wash Me''


  • February 12, 2017
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Today is a strange, upside-down sort of day. We got up before breakfast (so like, at 11 A.M.) to play a short acoustic set at KFOG in San Francisco, and now our day is over and we're checked into a quaint hotel/B&B in Petaluma. We have a show here tomorrow (Petaluma, not the quaint hotel/B&B), but we'll be taking it fairly easy for the next three days before we make our final push to the northwestmost corner of the country.

Raise Your Hand If You Aren't Here


  • February 11, 2017
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Welp. I definitely shouldn't have downplayed the weather. Our original bus call was for 3:30 this morning, but we ended up lingering in Tahoe until 8:00 due to hazardous road conditions. Now that the sun is up, we're trudging our way back down the mountain. Not sure to what extent we will be behind schedule when all is said and done, but I'm not worried. I can't possibly be worried. Tonight is going to be a good night.

The Hotel Is Definitely Moving


  • February 10, 2017
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For the second time this tour, I am awakened by the rumble of snow chains grinding their way up a mountain pass. In retrospect, it may not have been entirely accurate of me to describe yesterday's rain as "the first even remotely inclement weather” of the tour, considering that we were delayed by snow last week. I pride myself on having very exacting journalistic standards, and so I apologize for any confusion this may have caused.

Into the Woods


  • February 9, 2017
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It's raining in Santa Cruz. I think this is the first even remotely inclement weather we've encountered so far. It's kind of a perfect day for it, too. Yesterday's show at the Fonda Theatre in Los Angeles was, as anticipated, a big-time booty bash. A real rump-shaker. A zinger of a hum-dinger, if you will.

Maybe That's How They Make Rocket Fuel


  • February 8, 2017
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I once read somewhere that ritual is a hallmark of addiction. For many addicts, it's as much about the process as it is about the substance: rolling a cigarette, flicking a needle, meticulously chopping up a neat line of powder. It's not surprising. The more modern view of substance abuse focuses on its role as a retreat or an escape rather than the simple desire to stave off the physical symptoms of withdrawal.

Oh, Milosh


  • February 7, 2017
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Woke up in Solana Beach this morning. That's the magic of tour. You pass out in a parking lot in the middle of the Mojave Desert, and you come to a few hundred feet away from the Pacific Ocean. Rented a bike from a wide-open corner shop and spent an hour riding up and down Highway 101, marveling at the glowing, open expanse across from the expertly-manicured lawns of what surely must be multimillion-dollar bungalows-

Needles, CA


  • February 6, 2017
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Hello, friends! Rob here. Isn't it amazing how sometimes you chance across a song that sounds like it was written just for you in that specific moment in time? I had one of those moments today, and so I thought that, in lieu of writing an actual entry, it would be fun to just post the lyrics to that song and let you all draw your own conclusions:

Hug Life


  • February 5, 2017
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People. People. People. I had a moment last night. Seriously, y'all. A moment. We were doing "King of What,” and that's a song where we get all intimate and what have you, and the last couple of shows we've been crowding around Dave's mic and singing it all foklsy-wolksy, and it has been cool and stuff, but, for whatever reason, it happened to strike me at that moment just how fortunate we've been to get to do all of the things that we do.

Radio Can't Smell!


  • February 4, 2017
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I'm exaggerating, but we did hit our first real obstacle today. Weather conditions along the route from Aspen to Denver were severe enough to require snow chains, causing a delay on the road which forced us to push our date with KTCL back a few hours, which then meant that instead of stopping by KTCL on the way to the Ogden, we had to bus directly to the Ogden so the crew could load in and start setting the stage while the band caught rides back to the radio station to perform a few songs.

The Salmon of Capistrano


  • February 3, 2017
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Last night I was thinking about this thing we did in elementary school where the teacher asked us to write down our five best friends, ranked in order of best-ness. In retrospect, this was an inherently cruel exercise, and I can't fathom its intended purpose.