I hope we make it through this tour. Max went out and bought a vile vial of witchcraft potion today. We’re not even officially on the road yet. Is life on the road with me really that bad? I shower nearly every day, or thereabouts, or y’know, whatever – smell isn’t everything…

We spent the night (and some of the day) at Gulu Gulu Cafe, Essex Street, Salem. T’was great to get out – we’ve been cooped up here in the apartment for weeks. And not by choice. The universal rock & roll world champion demon god of rock & roll town has glued us here to do good touring things when the tour starts next month – and he has a mighty fist which he shakes in my direction when I even think of leaving to go out.

They had an open-mic night in the cafe this fine eve. We stuck around for most of it. Got some footage which I’ll post tomorrow.

Checkya then,
Fires out.