DAY 2

11.2.99 - cleveland OH - Speak In Tongues
sean - we awoke to cold driving rain outside our room at Red Roof Inn in a pittsburgh suburb. Alot of coffee and alot of coffee cakes got us up and out and on the road. A short but treachorous drive to Cleveland, Dave at the wheel battling the blinding spray of 18 wheelers. At my urging we decide to kill some time by locating Bent Crayon records store in Cleveland. I'm the only one being a consumer today and make 2 purchases. We arrive at Speak In Tongues way too early, sit in van, work on computer & camera. We then decide to drive aimlessly around downtown Cleveland in search of this place we visited on our last tour that serves amazing grilled sandwiches with coleslaw and french fries on the sandwich, but, no luck. Still having plenty of time we opt to drive out of town and secure a room for the night. It is agreed that Fuckberry seems to be losing his hair. First band, Rayzakk Solar System, absolutely brutal, and i needed it badly. bass/drums/screeching electronics, a complete noise & hardcore assault. full face ski masks, bassist standing on top of amp while playing. Midset, one member kills the lights, opens huge bags of leaves onto the audience, picks up a leaf blower with spotlight somehow attatched to it and briefly turns the club into an autumnal tornado while bass & drums build to an armageddon climax, brilliant! Next up are The Basketball from kent, ohio. Very complex and powerful, Fugazi and older Meat Puppets filtered through the Don Cabellero math book. very young and insanely good drummer. some faithful heads stick around for us. it is much more fulfilling seeing a small group of folks completely freaking out than having a ton of people standing there comatose. we play human jukebox and honor requests for an encore which ends with Cleveland's biggest Lenola fan (Jason from the band Cripple Kid) taking over on drums for the last few minutes. I walk out into the crowd and enjoy the rare occasion of actually watching Lenola (kinda). not half bad. Cold rain turns to sleet on the drive out. back in the room, Steven Wright on Conan O'Brian has us in tears. I am becoming well aware that Scott's tour entries will be making mine look as stiff as Al Gore.
scott - We are slowly starting to settle into our tour driving habits. the van is pretty big so we all have plenty of room to sprawl out. We break out the books. Unlike music, we all have different tastes in literature: Jays brings his usual assortment of magazines; High Times,Black Tail and Mad. Sean is busy reading Judy Blume's "Hello? are you there God? Its me Margaret" for the umpteenth time. I regiment myself to a strict diet of four Barbara Cartlandt or Danielle Steele romance novels a day. Dave is partial to wiring schematic designs, old television owners manuals and Hardy Boys books, though he really shouldn't read while he drives. Tonight, Jay spilled "tour juice" (beer) all over his new "tour jeans".

dave - they say you can't see color or smell anything when you dream. So how come in my rock & roll dreams all i see are red lights and a slight smell of beer and urine?
jay - its all about getting drunk when you are not big, and its all about getting really drunk when you are really big.

Today's Van Playlist
Soundtracks Of Our Lives - "the great infinite freebase"
Black Heart Procession - "s/t"
Minders - "cul de sacs and dead ends"
Booker T & The MG's - "live"
Elliot Smith - "a brief history"
Gorkys Zygotic Mynci - "diamond dew"
Magnetic Fields - "69 love songs vol.1"
Zombies - "odessey and oracle"
Love - "forever changes"
Robert Pollard - "not in my airforce"

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