The British are coming...

Note to self. Recipes to be avoided in future:
Baltimore after show party + tequila shots (Patron silver) +
Overnight drive to Washington +
3 hours sleep +
Outdoor show in fabulous cathedral-like venue (The Wolf Trap) without soundcheck +
13 hour overnight drive to Grand Rapids+ 3 hours sleep =
Bollocks to Rock an Roll! I'd like a pillow please...

The Wolf Trap - wow, now we're talking.

Despite all that - the Wolf Trap was a fabulous place to play. Despite the slightly fascist attitude of some of the staff. (Union members and regulations, oh my god - "You can't tune your guitar here sir", "You can't take photos of yourself here sir") Luckily, there were some pleasant folks too. (Thanks Bill!)
No soundcheck, again. (Oh well, f*ck it!)


Next night in Grand Rapids was slightly overshadowed by Jacko snuffing it, but the crowd were unbelievably over-enthusiastic. Screaming women? For Cutting Crew?? Please madam, control yourself.

Downtown Grand Rapids. No rapids.