Ray on the train to Winterthur.
Who is this little fellow? Anyone know?
Micke from Solander the morning after the show.
Audience at house whow in Leipzig.
Never go to Leipzig without going to UT Connewitz and breathe!
Poland.
Poland.
Gallery/venue in Zielona Gora.
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Hey hey hey.
It has been a while since I wrote. Been staying busy and happy throughout the last few german and polish dates. Stumbled across some car related trouble towards the end of our stay in
Here some stuff about the last week or so.
Day off in Aarau.
We had to cancel the show at my friend Marco´s place in Rorschach last Monday because the brakes of the car kind of got stuck and we didn´t dare to go on. Lovely Lisa and Oli at Kiff helped us out very kindly in organizing a workshop, cheap parts and ridiculously cheap labour to get it fixed. Thank you so much for that guys. So we stayed an extra night in Aarau after the short train ride from
Fürth
Up to lovely old Fürth the day after Aarau. Long drive alone in the car, and I missed having Ray there besides me going crazy over some strange drumming signed Charlie Watts. By the way Ray, I have listened to that twelve bar song on the singles collection trying to make out what the fuck Mick is singing and so far I have come up with this: - Dadadadadadadadadadadadadadad, man you better behave.
Met up with Martti and Line in Fürth after having a short walk through a sunny and cute little town. Had a drink and wrote some post cards in a café and set about trying to cure my cold with some ginger and lemon tea. I am not kidding, but I think I easily drank two litres of that shit that day.
Show in Fürth was great, although my voice was starting to get real rough. Had a real nice time after the show and then walked back to Christian´s house for some well deserved sleep. Slept in Christian´s sons bed and didn´t pay attention to the lego scattered on the floor when I walked in. Quite a nostalgic kind of pain treading on pieces of lego barefotted. Haven´t done that in years.
Nürnberg
Touring should be like this everyday. Punched in the address for the venue in Nürnberg and my friend James in the GPS machine tells me it´s six kilometres. Barely time enough to smoke a cigarette before I have to pull up at the venue to park the car. Perfect!
Tonight I am playing with a couple of people from
Show turned out to be a great one anyhow. I don´t think I sold a single album after the show, so maybe I am the only one who liked it, but I really got that good feeling singing and playing. Really connected with the songs and with myself. Doesn´t happen very often and it´s a great feeling. Losing the sense of time and space for a few seconds.
After Nürnberg it was time for me to make a completely new acquaintance.
The venue is an old bordello/dance club and nothing has really been changed, so it´s a strange little place I´m playing. I am quite sure the people who used to be on that stage did not wear jeans and a t-shirt. Played a great little show to a great little crowd and made friends with a nice young medicine student named Micha. Had a few drinks with him and talked about
Go down town to the old city square and have a coffee, write some postcards and have a walk around. Beautiful city and I would have loved to stay longer, but I am not taking any chances this time, so I decide to leave early to make it on time to Zielona Gora.
Zielona Gora
Come in early. Park the car and ask some guys for the way to the venue. Turns out I am practically parked in front of it. Easy. Good start. Good feeling!
Go for a walk around town. The sun is beating down like a drum on my head and I drink lots of water. Sit down in different spots, smoke cigarettes, read, write, drink water.
Find a nice looking restaurant and order a salad. The waiter looks strangely at me. And so does all the other guests. I don´t feel welcome. They stare at my tattoos and look at me as if I was a rapist or something. I eat my salad, don´t tip and get out of there. Fucking assholes.
Over to the venue to meet up with Woitek and Caroline. The venue is an art gallery and the space is just amazing! High high ceiling and amazing acoustic. I run around the place playing my guitar and shouting out loud. I feel very good about playing. And the show turns out great. Probably one of the longest sets I played on the tour. I think I play 15 or 16 songs. Haha. But eveyone seemed happy and I was in such a great mood.
Go with some nice people to a bar around the corner for a drink before bed. Have a great evening with them. We talk about all kinds of stuff and I really really start to love Poland. Thanks for taking such good care of me!!!