FestQuest Pt 1 of.....

October 19th – Atlanta, GA
At what point does a band stop being from Philadelphia and start hailing from Atlanta?

October 20th – Greenville, SC
Club Escape either once was, or might currently still be a strip club. There are cages for GoGo dancers on either side of the stage and no less than three stripper poles. This is what my life has come to.

October 21st – Athens, GA
We nickel and dimmed our way into about 30 gallons of decent grease. Being able to travel for free certainly has its disadvantages that no one really considers…when you fill up your car from QuickTrip, their isn’t just a huge bucket of gasoline that you have to suck out, filter, and put in your tank all the while getting it all over yourself, your clothes and every last possession you own. On top of that, the band Music Hates You just made me feel like the biggest poser ever. Some gnarly dudes getting some brutal sounds out of some bullshit amps. Its like in all those kids sports movies where the shitty underdog team takes on the real polished team, and even though they might not always win, at least the underdog put on a hell of a fight. That’s kind of how I feel about their amps versus my amps, and I am incredibly sad that I have put this much thought into a metaphor involving goddamn amplifiers.

October 22: - Charleston, SC
4:00am: Arrive in Atlanta. Pack, process oil.
4:45am: Arrive at Ethel St. Kiss girlfriend, cuddle, set alarm to wake up at 8:50, plan to hit the road at 10:30
5:15am: Sleep
9:35am: Awake. Drink soda, drive to Smyrna, load bags in IZ, awaken travelers.
11:30am: Leave to pick up Claxon and Kyle
12:00ish: Pick up Kyle and Claxton, head towards Charleston
6:50pm: Arrive in Charleston. Find Upperdeck Tavern, which is down a narrow hallway and up a large, narrow flight of stairs.
7:15pm: Sigh profoundly. Start loading in gear, fully knowing that within an hour it all has to come back out
7:45pm: Mose Giganticus
8:15pm: the Emotron
9:15pm: Load gear back into bus.
9:20pm: Start looking for oil
11:45pm: Actually score some oil, after making several stops and destroying a roof rack in the process
1:15am: Shower
2:30am: Sleep on a couch about 6 inches too short

October 23rd – Jacksonville, FL
The King of the South, Big Dunn, is a majestic creature. His band sounds like what Latterman would have sounded like if they decided to not use those pesky guitars and basses and simply settled for keyboards. I actually don’t know why I would use the word pesky in that situation…two dudes playing posi-punk on keyboards is a much more daunting task than on guitars.

October 24th – Fern Park, FL
I speant this entire off day at my computer, telling myself I need to write more and wishing I could read Chuck Klostermans new book. All day I named the first book I want to write several times, never really settling on anything (Stay Negative: Essays, Stories and Memories from a Bitter Asshole is the best I can come up with). I have been awake for 15 hours and these are the only words I muster before going to sleep and inevitably have Matt Mose snuggle a little to closely to me before I wake back up