Ed. Note: I am not currently on the Still Flyin' tour but through a series of dreams, vision quests, emails and photos am able to piece together what happened minute by minute.

Jan. 15 - Amsterdam - Illegal Dog Saves the Day

4:20p - Touch down in Amsterdam - PSYCH! LOL, no touching down on this tour.   There's a couple of hours to kill before the show so plenty of time to whip up a good crew and elevate through the canals and see some sights.  No need for any goof balls before the show, there's a natural high floating through the air.  Like when the 5 o'clock whistle on Friday transitions into the cracklin' of a brew. 

8:40p (4:20 doubled) - Show Time aka: Kill Zone aka: Enter the Jamtosphere.  The show is a solid B, but Netherlands officals are too worried that the jam was so righteous it could give some Europeans a case of the panic.  Unfortunately, this causes officials to tell shops in Amsterdam to stop selling weed.  The first time in history. What a shit. Afraid of starting the tour on a harsh, the gang needs to mellow out the city quick.  They open an illegal bar to treat everyone to a real nice afterparty.  The officials bust in, but luckily we invited a dog.  An illegal dog.  Everyboby gets a good pet going and then naturally a conga line starts up.  The dog heads up the rear and Amsterdam was saved from a harsh. Livin'.

 

Jan. 17 - London - Who's ready for a Brit jam? Pip Pip!

2:40p - First time playing in our new home,London, so tonight is a big show.  Waste no time and get straight to work tearing down the torture tower and setting Big Ben permanently to 4:20.

9:10p - Time to rip old London town like a fog cutter.  Everyone has their party pants on and the show is lil' timmy tite.  So good that it makes Oasis get into a fight and causes the Beatles to break-up. Again. 

1:25a - The party moves out into the cobblestone streets where the air is chilly but the boiling blood inside everyone causes a fresh air dance party.  The street party gets so loud that it wakes-up the Queen.  She throws open the window without even putting on her hat (!) to see what all the comotion is about.  The guards launch into a Hott Chord chant and people start tearing at themselves.  No point in taking down your knickers halfway, right?  Everyone launches their clothes into the River Thames and feeds their shoes to the werewolf.  
 

Jan. 18 - London Day 2 - Easy Time

Noon - Wake-up late cause it's a day off. Everyone needs some recovery time so we decide to take it easy. Start hanging out with Keith Richards and end up out-partying him. To death.  Then we snort him.  Then bring him back to life.  At Stonehenge.

Jan. 19 London Day 3 - Moshi Moshi Night

3:15p - Tonight's show might be the most intense on the whole tour because it's our bros Moshi Moshi's night.  No time to slax.  We take a trip to see Abbey Road for inspiration.  It's on the ground.  We have a laugh.

9:15p - The Moshes are magical people.  They knight us princes and princesses and let us beat drums well into the night. Just as the River Thames ran full of clothes the night before, tonight it runs full of the blood of jam.  We sacrifice one of those fancy English brews to those who could not make it and then give a groove to the English in hopes they will accept our humble present.  The show ends with the Moshes giving us a sign of acceptance: a soul hug and high five.

Jan. 21 - Norway - Who Needs a Sun?

10:21a - This is man's land.  No kiddie stuff flies here, only business.  They won't even let the sun hangout here.  Oslo is time to get serious. Time to put your ass in the snow!  Everyone knows that a snow-ass angel is a window into your soul.  Can't hangout with your bare ass in the snow?  Than you better put your shoes back on and walk home to play patty cake...SON.  Nobody said touring was easy but remember, it's challenges like this that you spent all those hours practicing for.  You can do this.  We believe in you.  We believe in each other.  Moon time.

Jan. 23 - Sweden - Land of Respectful Jams

7:55p - With the stresses of Norway in the past it's time to move on to the lovely Sweden.  You are a gal of the night, my dear. There is only one thing the Swedes love more than jammin' - Sweden.  They love their country more than most people love their mother, so they are very protective of mother Swee.  No foreign treasures aka: dangerous goods, are allowed into the country.  That means no burritos, no hot sauces.  Need to make a pit stop to get rid of everything foreign and dangerous cause if a Swede catches someone bringing in some kind of foreign delight they will politely kick your GD ass.  Still Flyin' holds nothing but respect for the land so we just give them what they want: jams.  It's a perfect mix of respect and love.  You couldn't ask to end a leg of a tour on a better note than 3 straight Swedish lovefests.  God is a jammer. We cross streams with the land to leave another positive mark.  Love you like hot sauce, Sweden.  Cannot wait to shower you with respect again.