we are on tour.
but what does this mean to you, the curious fan? how will it affect the mindless humdrum of your everyday life?
an inquiry by photograph.
firstly, it means that we are all trapped in a van. the van is called van-essa, or otto van bismarck, or sean van deusen, or occasionally woody harrelson, and is pictured here.
nextly, it means we have to make our own fun. none of your fancy nintendoes; we have only our terrible, terrible voices to keep us company. in fact, we might record a van song in the van, about the van.
but it is not hard to be entertained.
thirdly, it means we are exposed to the people of the world. we are learning their respective cultures. we eased into the whole journey by playing a wee house show in harlem for some very fine people. a birthday, in fact. and actually, we learned something very important that night: “happy birthday” is just “goodnight irene”. i know, fucking spooky, right?
lastly, it means we have come face to face with the sorry truth: we are really bad nerds. we just get drunk and read.
what, you may be asking, does being trapped in a van, being forced to sing to each other, absorbing some culture, and drinking/reading have to do with MY life? how does bella’s bartok being on tour affect ME?
to answer that, my friends, i shall only say wait ’til we get back…
“there is no greater betrayal than a man shaving his moustache without consulting his mates.” – dr. rob
– Fancy Kerrigan