Saturday, July 17, 2010
where are my shoes friends?
Liz, Ben, and I swam in a shady lagoon surrounded by trees with faces, who's roots were the ground and who's roots were heads and mouths and arms
the roots were in the water and as I floated on my back every time I blinked I was reset
I kicked and pulled slowly on my back and every time I blinked the tree branches above me darted back a few feet and I wasn't moving across the water
the water was cold and the heat in the air was killing us
we sat on white rocks that looked and moved and were elephants in Dumbo
the sky was almost solid light from stars
coyotes or dogs sang to the moon
a raccoon greeted Liz
without a computer, Liz and I had chat roulette and said hello to some others who we knew knew us and who knew we were waving
I spilled beer from my mouth and drank with the ground. Liz spilled beer from her mouth onto the star patched on her shirt and we all drank and sang
We were overheating in the dark and started the car which was a spaceship when we stared at the dashboard and sat with Tom Waits as he told us jokes
then the car was a car and we laid in the tent but didn't sleep
we called Nathan and he found a waffle house online and we packed up camp at two am and put out the fire and drove to waffle house and met Nathan and he's going to live with me and Liz in our house that has a washing machine now and a clothesline but no trees or dirt hills or white rocks or raccoons
Monday, July 5, 2010
We stayed in New Orleans a couple days. The kind folks from Giant Cloud put us up and hooked up a show at the Circle Bar. Hunter S Thompson used to drink there.
Tonight we're in Lafayette.
But a few days ago we were in North Carolina. Thanks all yall for coming out to the shows in Wilmington, Chapel Hill, Winston Salem, and Asheville. And thanks to all yall at the Grey Eagle, Werehouse, Soapbox, and Local 506--bands and venues.
Got written up about in the Mountain Xpress :
its like we're playing a ouija board
And back in Austin tomorrow, where we have a show on Saturday at the Hole in the Wall.
myspace.com/thebakersnc
Sunday, July 4, 2010
I'm Ben, he's Ben, we're all Ben.
We camped in Oak Mountain State Park near Birmingham Alabama after our show was canceled.
I woke up to a rustling sound just outside the tent and quietly peered out the screen window. A squirrel was sitting by our campfire, munching away at Darryl's bag of barbecue potato chips.
Ben met his doppelganger at the Longbranch Saloon in Knoxville, TN.
The lovely and hospitable folks from Giant Cloud found us a show here in New Orleans at the Circle Bar tonight!
We will be home in two days.
Liz
I woke up to a rustling sound just outside the tent and quietly peered out the screen window. A squirrel was sitting by our campfire, munching away at Darryl's bag of barbecue potato chips.
Ben met his doppelganger at the Longbranch Saloon in Knoxville, TN.
The lovely and hospitable folks from Giant Cloud found us a show here in New Orleans at the Circle Bar tonight!
We will be home in two days.
Liz
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