Notes from Das boot 189

En route to Vienna 8am
I haven’t broken the four hour sleep mark on the bus yet. It usually takes about two weeks to be able to get what resembles a full nights sleep. I mean, fuck it’s a really nice bus but sleeping in the small bunks (about the size of a generous coffin) takes awhile to get used to, even after all these years. So I’ll grab a coffee and a piece of fruit, if it’s fresh (the clementines have been good lately) and sit in the front upstairs lounge. “Lounge” makes it seem a lot classier than it is, it’s a bus seat in front of all the bunks right by the front window. For me this is the best place on the bus, the closest thing to waking solitude the bus has to offer and solitude is the most prized possession on tour. The highway we’re on could be anywhere, a bizzaro world version of the New Jersey turnpike. It’s snowing and gray, the windows are tinted and caked with grime so even a sunny day doesn’t seem that sunny ( it’s like the bus is saying, “alright sunny, take it down a notch”) and a shitty day is that much more bleak. Listening to the first Neu! album, it fits this drive like a glove.

Lady bottles and chipmunk liquor, which is also the name of a new police drama on Austrian television.

    • the artist formely known as Tiina
    • February 1st, 2014

    Chipmunk liquor is dangerous stuff. It makes me crazy, oh lord…

      • Spank
      • February 1st, 2014

      You must be guzzling that shit by the gallon then.


        • the artist formely known as Tiina
        • February 3rd, 2014


  1. love the photo and the lounge seat. thank you

  2. hey! i was able to post, finally – problem resolved – just when you thought it was safe…

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