Envy, Colorado

I sat in the bathtub today and read a book of Bukowski's poetry that I picked up in Chicago. It's kind of blowing my mind. That, plus the rain and relative desolation of Denver has made my day rather melancholy. Still, it was the first day off on this tour. First days off are always well-deserved, or at least they seem that way. Adding to the grey outlook of the day may I present nowhere, Nebraska, ten hours into the fourteen hour drive from Minneapolis.
















At least I have a little break from my home away from all things calming.














The shows so far have been mediocre. I have this sense that I am aboard a sinking ship, but one that is full of close friends so I'm not really sure what to think. Can't quite put my finger on it. Poor ticket sales, low morale and an empty schedule next year are a tip-off. We are, of course, still keeping up appearances.















Chicago was a right good time, as it is.

















Jokes. I actually had a blast. Andy from Death Cab came out and took me to a great comic book shop, and Kamil stopped by as well to deliver a ring for me that he made as it seems he's quite the silversmith. It's good to have a friend or two now and again. The show was at The Aragon which is run by Jolly, a giant of a man who used to tour with Ministry. It was a good one too Liars shocked and awed.

















The 'pole were pale and spooky.


















Minneapolis was a bit more of the same. I took refuge in a warm, old theatre as it's getting pretty cold there already. The shows all blur into one if you don't know what to look for.














Here's to staying warm during the impending winter.