|Patt from Scaredactyl's Gumby Costume|
We decided to drive all night to Moncton. Took us about 9 hours and into a different time zone. We had no real plan, but we knew if worse came to worse we could just get some breakfast and snooze the afternoon away in the van. We called the opening band from our Moncton show. Scaredactyl was their name. We asked the singer if there was any place we could crash. And he generously invited us to sleep in his living room while he was at work. So we got there at around 11 in the morning and limped into his apartment where his girlfriend Angel was staying and we slept all god damn day.
That night we biked to a club called the Manhattan where 3 Inches of Blood, the Cancer Bats and Black Moore were playing. The Black Moore dudes were gracious enough to put us on guest list. We caught the show and then bought a bunch of steaks, pork chops, chicken and salad and went back to Angel’s apartment to eat a feast to get our strength back.
|Eytan smoking a specially coated cigarette|
And then the after party… Holy shit people from Moncton can party. I will admit to getting sloppier than squid pussy. I played a lot of blues guitar with some of the nice folks there. I also ran around like an over enthusiastic zilch having fun with the locals. One thing I found interesting in Moncton is that they love drugs. I got offered cocaine for purchase several times just standing outside the venue. It’s nice that everyone is looking out for me abroad. I never really got into drugs. I’m not telling people not to do em’ I just don’t think I need them. I’m already unfocused, horny and a little confused, thanks. If you think drugs enhance your experience then have at it. Just make sure that you are doing the drugs and don’t let the drugs do you, ya know? I slept on the floor way too fucking late under the dining room table like a moron.
Now we are headed to Fredericton to play some ball hockey and then play a gig. Joining us is on the next 2 Canadian dates is Sanktuary. I saw them last night and they were awesome. Good old-fashioned heavy metal. Great guys too. 2 more gigs then down to the states. Holy shit. I hope I don’t die.
I love you,