"A Million Rubber Skeletons..." or "And I'm a Genius Genius."
I'm back stage at a big festival in Manchester with the Jeffrey Lewis Band. They just played a heroic set (the guitar was completely inaudible on stage) and the crowd looked pensive and curious and moved. I played guitar on "Creeping Brain," and got the chills at the end of "Back When I Was 4." We spent all day driving up from London, and I was re-united with my favorite food group: Marks & Spencers Cardboard Box Sandwiches.
Calvin Johnson is here with what seems to be the entire K Records back catalogue. He is wearing really tiny short-shorts.
Last night's show at The Windmill was absolutely lovely. Sibsi and Christina from Berlin materialized out of nowhere. I'd almost forgotten they were in the country, let alone sleeping in a tent in The Wave Pictures' back yard. Jenny from Stubaboon is one of my Favorite Promoters - she took good care of me all night, and brought me back to her gorgeous apartment in Kilburn for five hours of deep sleep.
I know this is barely a "tour," but I'm having such a pleasant time. It's funny, for all these experiences to feel normal. Last year, it was so exciting to jet all around the world, playing songs. This year, it just feels like a thing that people do. I don't know which is better - to live in a world where this lifestyle is unextraordinary, or to adjust your perception of the world so that everything is extraordinary.
Anyway, anyway. Birmingham tomorrow. And curried jacket potatoes.
Love
Dan
Calvin Johnson is here with what seems to be the entire K Records back catalogue. He is wearing really tiny short-shorts.
Last night's show at The Windmill was absolutely lovely. Sibsi and Christina from Berlin materialized out of nowhere. I'd almost forgotten they were in the country, let alone sleeping in a tent in The Wave Pictures' back yard. Jenny from Stubaboon is one of my Favorite Promoters - she took good care of me all night, and brought me back to her gorgeous apartment in Kilburn for five hours of deep sleep.
I know this is barely a "tour," but I'm having such a pleasant time. It's funny, for all these experiences to feel normal. Last year, it was so exciting to jet all around the world, playing songs. This year, it just feels like a thing that people do. I don't know which is better - to live in a world where this lifestyle is unextraordinary, or to adjust your perception of the world so that everything is extraordinary.
Anyway, anyway. Birmingham tomorrow. And curried jacket potatoes.
Love
Dan
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