Something like a music tour. Something like a strange trip. Getting tired, getting coffee, taking pit stops for bathrooms and gasoline. Two days from Eugene to Los Angeles stuck in a truck. Through a blizzard, Christmas town, dark misty mountains, gold hills, radios, nothing to see, too much road, 400 miles, 300 miles, 200 miles left to go, nothing to it. Playing music, finally, we entertained–ourselves mostly, and a few interested people. Another cup of coffee, then we had to go. First concert complete. Midnight rambles.
That funny looking kid is our good buddy, Casey Larios.
Tags: Free Bananas, los angeles, tour
Huzzah! Hugs all around, especially to snowy Dylan. Glad you made it safe.