Cherry blossoms, long avenues, random gunshots, and the White House
Seven hours of senseless traffic to DC, the old lovely capital, after our usual light cheap breakfast of deli coffee and toast, preparing ourselves for our first show of the Invisible Tour at The Black Kat.
Everyone had the first show jitters, but once you get going there’s nothing more gratifying than to play music with your friends for a (receptive) audience. Some people even knew the words to our songs which made no sense at all considering that the record isn’t even out yet.
A very quick note about DC…
…There were no random gunshots, the cherry blossoms have all but exploded, and surprisingly this city has managed to detail itself despite global/corporate America’s insistence to unify and homogenize every town in this country. Perhaps America isn’t as bland as the cynics have painted it to be—granted you can still pick up McDonald’s or Starbucks every other block.
Regretfully, we didn’t visit the White House or any other iconic architectural landmarks, but I did see this nervous-looking young woman with a pink and blue dress planting a single rose in every crack of a sidewalk along one of the major avenues. She had more than 50 roses folded in her arms, and this went on for at least two blocks, and so I had to ask her what she was doing…
“I’ll let you know when I am done,” her smile swallowed up her face.
Thank you, pink blue lady!
In other news today Timmy (bassist) rescued this cat from a terrific downpour of rain, but for some reason he wouldn’t speak to anyone the rest of the day. He almost looked like he was going to cry, and when I asked him if he wanted to eat pizza with us (his favorite food) he wouldn’t even look at me.
I would’ve never thought that saving a cat would have such a traumatic affect on someone but I think I should let this one go…
Tomorrow St. Louis…which is novel for everyone.