tues - april 22nd - peißenberg, germany
played with flying windmill, eyes dry, something was in them actually. i washed my face at the gig and felt better. the munich train station was very um... shady? the train to munich was a blur, but the country as beautiful to ride through. i still don't know if i should have been in another seat. i was the asshole foregner, grumpz and irritable because i didn't know what i was doing. sort of laughed when i realiyed it. my arms are sore today from carrying my luggage.
first show was good. only a few fuckups... mostly in 'grave'. i was more active on stage than i've ever been at a show... without the microphone it's much easier. at penne with really good spicy sauce, courtesy of the bar. yum. kicking this cold...
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