End Of The Road

I was in the Redwoods when I talked to Court.  They were all still in Denver, realxing after the Monolith Festival yesterday, watching Roger Federer at the U.S. Open.  I thought I missed the finals, and it turned out, yeah, I did.  When I talked to Court I was 30 or so miles from Arcata, my desination for the evening, and the score of the match was two sets to one in favor of Federer.  I hoped if I hurried I could make it to a shitbag motel fast enough to see the end of the match.

Well, it didn’t quite work out that way.  As I pulled in to Arcata, I got a text from Court:  “Federer lost.”  The only thing on the motel tee-vee is trashy un-reality shows with hollow women with puffy lips, and (American) football with beefy bruisers with puffy everything.  Guess I’ll go hang out with some college kids who are young enough to be my children.

This is from Court from yesterday:

CTT:  Holy shitzky.  Glitch Mob rules my stoned.

More pics from this tour can be seen on our Flickr page.  Yeah.

Thanks to everyone coming out for our fun little Dandy tour with Spindrift.  The band will be playing the Clean Air Clear Stars festival in Pioneertown, CA on Saturday (Sept. 19).  Hope to see you there.

Nice one.

GOTHMAN