San Fransisco

We arrived in SF the night before the show, and checked in to a motel where men pick up men. Approprietly enough, we checked in 4 men in one double room and 5 in another - big budget style! The day after we did some sightseeing and moved to another hotel, closer to the venue. Club 6ix is located at Mission and 6th street, a real rough area we soon found out. When we got there to soundcheck around 9 pm there was a big and real ugly fight right outside the club. So we skipped soundcheck and went back to the hotel. Which we probably shouldn't have done since the sound was the worst in a looooong time... But there wasn't much to do, someone from some bureaucratic department was at the gig to make sure we didn't play louder than a transistor radio. The crowd and the promoters were great however, and we always manage to have a good time despite shitty circumstances - so we were still happy. Next day we drove back to LA (after I tricked some of the guys to try out raw vegan food at café gratitude... they didn't feel the same gratitude as I did I'm afraid), and now we're all getting ready for the grand finale at the Roxy tonight. Damn! are here, and things will be popping off something proper I think. This is Embee's and Simon's last night here, and the rest of us leave for New York on the 20th. So we're slowly reaching the end of things here, and we'll leave the place in ashes. Nah meeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!!
(The pics at the bottom are from a pretty depressing gas station where we made a stop on the way home.)