Notes From Das Boot: 152
Oslo, Norway 11/14/12
(this is the third time I’m writing this, the interweb took a shit and i lost everything, boohoo)
Alright, just finished our show at The Rockefeller here. Good show, really good house crew and a decent backstage (hot/clean shower). Saw a bunch of friends I haven’t seen in awhile so it was (Don’t say “good” again asshole). FUUUCCKK, running out of power and we’re getting thrown out of the backstage, as they are closing, will finish later.
On a Ferry between Stockholm, Sweden and Turku, Finland 11/15/12
Well, lets try this again. Yesterday morning as we were heading to Oslo from Haugesund (the “auges” is silent and the “und” sounds like an unhappy dog) Garrett “fell asleep” in his bunk while listening to his iPod, I was in the front lounge (2 seats by the window) which is right by his bunk. Well, Garrett’s earphones fell out while sleeping and it seems that he had Boz Scaggs-Lowdown on repeat. I heard something over the snoring and the stink and I couldn’t place it, then I heard it again, by the fifth time I had figured it out and by the tenth time it had driven me from the lounge. It went on for another seven hours ( about 150 plays in a row).
We’re now on another ferry, this one only being 11 or 12 hours. The ferry is usually filled with a bunch of people who want to get drunk fast and seemingly want to vomit just as fast. By the end of the “cruise” it’s pretty grim with a lot of grey faced people staggering off of the boat.