Had just about enough of this holiday noise. Damn loose jellyfish tendril floating in the water found its way to me.
Enschede was an anarchist squat. Kind of clever recycled plastic objects. I got angry because it was dirty. The stage was in a pit filled with beer bottles and cigarette butts. I told the guys there that “Anarchists should prove they are better than the system they want to replace by being better organized”.
From the play “Arden Must Die” based on “Arden of Faversham” by Christopher Marlowe
At train station Neuchâtel. Yep. all them bags is mine.
This is the line at check-in
Final performance in Geneva tonight. Tomorrow we move to la Chaux de Fonds for the final 3 shows (living in hope that we get picked up for further shows around Europe). I have really loved it here.
I have just realized the drum machine is broken. I fan myself to cool down.
New glasses to go with the hat
I will play for Amsterdam’s bizarreness curators, the Illuseum on Sunday January 19th. I believe the address is legible from the poster. If not, it is St. Joseph the Concrete Church Erik de Roddestr. near J. Van Galen Straat, Amsterdam, Netherlands. Doors open at 21:30 and the entrance is 7,50 euros. I am joined in this endeavor by my friend Georgio “the dove” Valentino with his guitar and his forelock.