Day off in Philladelphia. Got in at 6am this morning from Woodstock. Watching NFL and NASCAR on the hotel tellys having a burger and tater tots...
Flying as a band with musical equipment has become such a fucking melt. Always a battle to get everything on without paying much monies for what used to be free. The Ryanairification of the creaky old school airlines is not pretty. You get the sense that thay find it an ugly necessity in order to stay alive, like a bet-down long time employee having to retrain in some modern bullshit that's all loud and garish...
So we got to these United States last thursday and stayed right next to Northern State prison by Newark airport.
Bearsville Theatre last night. Hallowed turf. The shed where Janis Joplin used to keep her Porsche is now a store for a Chinese restaurant. And overhead the (almost) October sky of Van's Moondance