Even though we've been back for a month and a half, it seems like we aught to have some parting thoughts on the experience of our first tour... here are some of the highlights for me.
-chris!
It seemed more like a wine blind and wild road trip than a "tour" in the conventional sense of the word. The shows were fun and "successful" (whatever that's supposed to mean), but the trip was much more than a collection of shows.
In three weeks we played 11 shows in 10 cities, drove exactly 7,601 miles and managed to buy only three or four tanks of gas out of pocket... we only got into one fight.
We watched a man covered in streaky white face paint writhe screaming on the floor of a Best Western Barroom in Tuscon wearing nothing but a peculiar object strapped over his dangling genitalia. Then, we escaped from a tambourine playing woman's house for San Diego at 7:00am because a certain band mate (who shall remain nameless) woke remorseful next to an author with wild curly black hair and futuresque shaved sideburns.
We chanted like pseudo shamans in the middle of a drain pipe beneath California's Highway 1. We sat on a redwood tree trunk throne and climbed a rocky mountain river bed. On Pismo Beach we drank 9 bottles of wine and swam next to naked in the freezing Pacific while West Coast hillbillies drove by in dune buggies and ATVs.
We crept beneath underpasses and through wire clipped fences in Oakland and smoked joints on the sidewalk in San Fransisco. We watched seals play in the deadly undertow off the black sands of Shelter Cove and cooked corn and bratwursts on a ramshackle grill built of sticks and stones.
I screamed at friends and strangers on a residential street in Olympia, throwing beer in their eyes and calling them assholes... some of them didn't know why... I apologized. All was well.
We drank wine, slept in tents and watched the sunrise for more than 7,000 miles. People were good to us and we thank them for that. Since we've come back, two far flung friends have visited and we look forward to sharing more of them with the city and the people we love.
Friday, July 31, 2009
"belle" - Debut EP OUT NOW!!!
Hello lovelies,
Our debut 7" record, "belle", is finally ready for distribution! It's already out on Let's Pretend Records and will be available nation wide through Carrot Top Distribution's online catalog Saki on Tuesday, August 4. However you can purchase the record directly from us below.

Our debut 7" record, "belle", is finally ready for distribution! It's already out on Let's Pretend Records and will be available nation wide through Carrot Top Distribution's online catalog Saki on Tuesday, August 4. However you can purchase the record directly from us below.

Monday, June 8, 2009
pizza party
hey joggies. we are about to order pizza. thats all but we miss you!!! we are in omaha we just played at the waiting room with some other cool bands and we are about to hang out and get SLOGGY. I miss you. We'll see ya soon in chicago and cdale junk
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Day 14 & 15
We had to let our Lizard go yesterday. As you can see, we were/are very distressed about it.
We picked up Tracy and made the loooooooong drive to Salt Lake City. Driving the Oregon trail gave the game a whole new meaning. We are staying with the wonderful Peter Densmore in SLC, eating amazing blueberry pancakes his roomate Andrea made us. Then off to Omaha it is.
LZA it won't be the same without you!
The Lost Coast (Day 9 &10)
Relapse: Day 5
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Day 14
We love Olympia house shows. Some highlights of the show last night:
-A business woman farted on us. Zach said ew.
-Bands with songs about David Duchovney, face paint, and "I'm gonna pluck out you're eye and feed it to the raven.."
-A poop leak in the ceiling.
-Brent getting pulled over on his bike by a cop while carrying an 18pk of Ranier.
-Pillow fist pumps.
-Reconnected with Freddy and it felt soo good.
-Slept on a baseball diamond.
-The tiny braid.
-Another subway pit stop.
Shit was fuck.
-A business woman farted on us. Zach said ew.
-Bands with songs about David Duchovney, face paint, and "I'm gonna pluck out you're eye and feed it to the raven.."
-A poop leak in the ceiling.
-Brent getting pulled over on his bike by a cop while carrying an 18pk of Ranier.
-Pillow fist pumps.
-Reconnected with Freddy and it felt soo good.
-Slept on a baseball diamond.
-The tiny braid.
-Another subway pit stop.
Shit was fuck.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Kitten with wings (Day 13)
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Freddy Spaghetti (day 12)
Dear Diary, today is Thursday. We are in portland today. we spent the night in Olympia last night but drove back:
So we drove to olympia yesterday and got some foods got sweet deal on PBRs at Quality Burrito. Got to Freddy's house where our house show was, watched a few bands... they were cool! Drank Renier beer, and played music for the most excited of joggies we've seen yet!! They danced and sang along and clapped their hands. then we sat in a circle and played games. Everyone got wasted and we spent the night in Freddy's room!! He was SUCH a host; offering the touring band his BED, letting us sleep in, and providing a continental breakfast- old bread and popsicles! DAMN. Then we craved subway, ate it on the way home, wrote them a letter, and now they are going to fund our tour if we endorse five dollar footlongs at our shows, so natalie's sewing david a sandwich costume. We are now biting eachother like vampires because we are thirsty. Tonight we're playing at the chaos cafe and its gonna be FUCKED UP. Maybe though. Chris has a reverse eyelash, and "All i ever wanted was....."
Thanks Olympia, see ya friday!
So we drove to olympia yesterday and got some foods got sweet deal on PBRs at Quality Burrito. Got to Freddy's house where our house show was, watched a few bands... they were cool! Drank Renier beer, and played music for the most excited of joggies we've seen yet!! They danced and sang along and clapped their hands. then we sat in a circle and played games. Everyone got wasted and we spent the night in Freddy's room!! He was SUCH a host; offering the touring band his BED, letting us sleep in, and providing a continental breakfast- old bread and popsicles! DAMN. Then we craved subway, ate it on the way home, wrote them a letter, and now they are going to fund our tour if we endorse five dollar footlongs at our shows, so natalie's sewing david a sandwich costume. We are now biting eachother like vampires because we are thirsty. Tonight we're playing at the chaos cafe and its gonna be FUCKED UP. Maybe though. Chris has a reverse eyelash, and "All i ever wanted was....."
Thanks Olympia, see ya friday!
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Catch-up.
after our tuscon show we hung out with local joggies and Joggy our new bestie. More on him later. drove to san diego stayed with chriss brother played at the beauty bar with SEXY jonie mendenhall. found a trader joes the next day and bought a case of two buck fuck chuck wine went to this park place and got covered in cactus! drank ten bottles of wine camped in the yard drove to pismo beach the next day drank ten more bottles of wine camped on the beach jumped in the ocean saw a dead jelly fish climbed sand dunes got so sandy wasted met some redneck jimbys at the next campsite woke up got the fuck out of pissmooo. drove to oakland california stayed on the 5th avenue marina with casey muffy tucker vinnie otherguy and his sweet lovers went to a house party saw a melted ice cream cone went to sleep next day went to big swap meat made BBQ played BB Ball played a show in san fran got drunk fell asleep in the van next day drove to crazy black sand beach saw a seal (the musical artist) made dinner got scared of bears told scary stories woke up drove crazy winding roads long car ride ate ARBYS started knitting in the car around 6 got to portland before 9 spent the night at various homes around the city now we are about to drive to olympia to play a show. this plane is definitely crashing.
Somewhere along the way we picked up our record in LA but then camped on the beach so they got all sandy and fucked. also, when we were stamping them in oakland they got BBQ ash. number 21 got messed up so it has a special message, and number 7 has cat hair from Louise. sorry.
Somewhere along the way we picked up our record in LA but then camped on the beach so they got all sandy and fucked. also, when we were stamping them in oakland they got BBQ ash. number 21 got messed up so it has a special message, and number 7 has cat hair from Louise. sorry.
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