Young Widows and Phantom Family Halo are currently populating the floor of a very small apartment in Philadelphia. It seems rather ghetto-ish around here but- who the fuck am I to say that? (Where I live there is a porch view of the projects.)
Following the show we caravaned here and settled in. I don't recall our host's name but he has been fantastic to us. I immediately took the shower while most of the folks walked around the corner to Kung Fu Necktie. A shower has never felt so good nor changed my worldview so effectively. Damn I was nasty.
I made my bed on the hardwood floor and talked to Nick from Young Widows for a long time. He's a cool guy- very quiet but has come around. He doesn't drink and is very respectful. The guy rocks the fuck out when they play. (He pretty much head-bangs from the waist up the entire set. Neal commented on his neck muscles and said "Please don't headbutt me. It'd kill me.")
After we visited I walked down to Kung Fu Necktie to say "hi" to everyone. I had one drink and it was last call. Fine with me. I was beat.
We walked back.
I had a dream that I woke up and all of our gear lined the wall of this small apartment. It had to be loaded before we would leave.
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