Arrived in Seattle yesterday. Met up with the rest of the crew. Mr. Fuzzy will be holding down the FOH, while Ryan Buddha will be slanging guitars to the band. Me, I'll be constructing a drum set and keyboard station every night, as well as sitting behind the monitor rack. Fun times shall be had.
After catching a cab to the practice space, we packed up the van and headed to the production space. Set up the whole sha-bang, tweaked things here and there, and called it a night. David-David dropped us off from the hotel, which is two blocks from the City Center and the Space Needle. After dropping off the bags in the room, we hit up The Hurricane. The Hurricane was playing Radiohead remixes, and had pictures of hurricane destruction. Delicious greasy spoon splendidness. All in all, yesterday was a long-ass but excellent day.
Woke up fairly early for having quite a long day yesterday, though. I love traveling from the East Coast to the West Coast. Today is a fucking beautiful day. I'm mean, come on, 57 degrees and sunny with a slight breeze. And this is what we call fall, kids. I'm loving it. We hit the streets bound for the Public Market. Had some delicious assorted mini-donuts and coffee. They know how to brew a pretty good cup, ya know. Seattle is a pretty cool looking city. High five.
Tonight, watching the debate and eating Ezell's Chicken. The space is already packed, and ready to go. 9a.m. tomorrow morning we load the trailer, and hit the road for Spokane and the kick off show of the tour.
Be safe everyone.
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