Still haven't really stopped to take a breath since we got going, playing shows every night then moving on the next day. Played Fargo a few days ago, which is the furthest north and west we go on tour, now working our way south for Florida. Fargo was weird with a capital W, hard to describe why but just had a strange atmosphere. After the most lack-lustre show we've done so far, we went to the Cinema then decided to drive through the night to Lincoln. Arrived about 8 am and booked into a two person motel room. Lincoln was quite the opposite from Fargo, welcoming and friendly. Played a basement show and went back to our motel to sleep - it worked out as a nice break having somewhere to stay which wasn't someone else's house.
Last night was Kansas City, I guess you'd describe it as a basement show but they've really gone to town with the sound setup, there's a little stage (with a curtain) and a "bar" so it was a bit more than a simple basement. First time I've got properly drunk this tour, but it's hard not to when people are feeding you whisky when you play. Feeling a little delicate now to say the least. Oats are good.
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