You know you love a band
…when you've bought its new album in TWO formats you can't play.
…when your day's fav read is its leader asking fans to aid his sobriety.
We played a show there last week, but I don't remember it….I sorta remember the soundcheck, But not the performance, I think we took the stage around 1am, it was super fun… I'm guessing…but now i feel kinda cheated.
Later in the week I woke up in a Madrid bar, it was wicked late…Christine found me god knows how…she shook me awake…"hey it's Christina!!" I had bought a lot of old Spanish men drinks and had no money on me, Things were getting weird…i had what appeared to be a cigar burn on my left arm and very little fear of anything…she bailed me out of a tight spot and we repaired to Hotel Ateneo. Spanish Police knocked on doors, people vanished into different rooms.
This ain't life like this.
…when you're happy for him and happy Marah plays D.C. soon.
"Fuzzy water, sad cafe, the Turkish in Italian play, the music of a rainy day, the arks are made for raining / I'm blue smoke on the black canal, I'm Mississippi but I don't know how to turn around and take a bow / even that seems played out / I can't get out and I shan't get down / melodies still roll around / be-low empty, it's hard for me, all silver tape and frayin' / Oh my darling, still the vile winds that howl…" –Tramp Art
December 19th, 2010 at 10:41 PM
[...] (For further listening, Marah's Christmas Kind of Town album. Also, as cold as temperatures were outside, it was great to hear Tramp Art.) [...]