Alright, I really can’t find words to describe how completely badass our show was last night in Paris. Um….nope. Damn. One of the best, if not the best ever. Damn.
Well here’s beautiful Lucerne today (Switzerland) which is also a brand of milk that I grew up with. How much do ya wanna bet that I’m gonna find some absolutely wicked fondue here tonight.
I called two different places whose numbers were listed in the paper down here “if you would like to volunteer”.
The first one said they didn’t have anything for me and told me to ask local people if they knew anyone to ask. The second told me that all of the cleanup jobs were paid positions hired by BP and I’d have to apply for one if I wanted to help. Wtf?!!! No wonder there are maybe tens or hundreds of thousands of dying birds/fish/animals etc and maybe tens or dozens of people working to save them.
Anyhoo, they took my info and said if I was interested in helping out around an office they would give me a call. I said “sure, do it”, but its been days and they seem to have blown me off.
Welcome to the sunny Gulf Coast. It is about 90 degrees and prolly above that in humidity. I’m gonna call a couple places and see if I can volunteer for some bird-scrubbing.
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.
You ever been to Weed, CA? I’ve been through there a million times, snickering just like everyone else. Today as I was passing through I noticed that they had a billboard advertising “I [heart] Weed” t-shirts. They finally figured it out. Well, technically, it’s “I [heart] Weed” with a tiny “California” added at the bottom. They should have put it in parentheses. Now THAT would have been dumb.
If the updates are sporatic this week-ish it is because Collie-fornia loves to password protect their wi-fi more than Oregon. Bear with me, I’m technically on vacation.
WHO CARES, GOTHMAN.
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Court sends in some fun stuff.
CTT: No I’m really who I say I am. I’ll pay you ANYTHING to get back into my room and go to sleep. (Austin TX)
CTT: According to this parking lot Albuquerque was founded by three hot Edwardian women who liked hanging out around sweaty Indian men. Prolly not far from the truth.
And this little gem Court wants you to see:
httpvh://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xlfnm9gV52w
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And finally, from Peter:
For more photos from this tour, check out our Flickr page.
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The Dandys will be in Aspen on Saturday and at the Monolith Festival on Sunday. They’ll see you there.