When we arrived at her house, we pulled into the garage, neglecting the fact that we had an overhead cargo carrier, and to everyone´s embarrassment and amusement, became sandwiched in the garage!
Using methods of trial and error, we managed to devise a genius plan that freed us from the wrath of the unforgiving situation.. We lowered the pressure in the back tires, and had several people stand on the back bumper while backing up the car, and then everything was cool…
With minimal damage to the garage, and no damage to the car, we could finally relax. We spent the next hour drinking some beer and talking about life and music with Kate and her good friend Chris. They were (are) so cool…
We decided to play music at one exceptionally beautiful one, and during the middle of a tune, Mike freaks out because he sees a black widow spider walking towards Wenzl´s feet.
After analyzing the humble beast, James realized that the spider actually had supernatural transcending powers. He thanked the spider for its offerings and proceeded to eat it. After about an hour or so, James began to feel the effects of the spider´s hallucinogenic chemical composition. Then, he took a drum solo. Check it out!
When we returned to the road,
Mike, still startled from the encounter with the spider, slaps his balls when he notices an insect of some kind on his groin.
After stopping the highway and analyzing the situation we decided it would be smart to take a little break. We pulled off onto a random South Carolina exit and chilled for a bit. Now were back on the road with James, the spider whisperer, behind the wheel.
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When we arrived in Charleston, we were starving after running from spiders all day. We set up our stuff at the Music Farm and went to get some eggplant parmesan!
This town is really beautiful and warm. Now were hanging out in the green room editing videos with Edu (the man behind the pics and videos) and listening to James practice tabla. The sound at this venue rocks and were really looking forward to the show tonight.
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