And I’m back. It’s been a couple of soundless days, I know. The tour is going super well. We’ve played 2 shows that were he quietest most intense experiences I’ve had in a long time. Quiet enough that I can literally run a single brush strand against my nare drum, and people in the back of the theater here it. I love it. Here’s a photo from the Astor theater in liverpool courtesy of my sister Rita, dig the salmon background.
I’ve been meeting some interesting folk around the city as well. There’s a man who walks from open mic to open mic wearing his guitar and a portable amp, practicing all the way. I was across the street when he walked by, but you can still hear it . . .
And here’s the sound of an old school cash register at one of my favorite places in the world, the La Have bakery.
Liverpool at night, jut before we found a dog skeleton. Long story.