I love you even when Rosie, sitting in the lonely bar in Saskatchewan that I’m playing at, is laughing the haggard, asthmatic, pre-laugh wheeze of a life-long partier. Is it possible that I’m loving you because of people like Rosie, who has obviously led a…rough life? I think so.
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Boulder, Colorado

I am awoken at 4am by the opening and closing of the tour bus’s back lounge door. Giggles and muted conversation follow. A few moments later the lounge door opens and a girl comes out into the hallway. I know it’s a girl because in my curiosity to find out which band member is partying in the back lounge, I peek under my curtain and see in the dim light, the bottom half of a young lady in tight, faded blue jeans. Her exposed belly button says hello to me. She pokes around in the bunk above mine– my “junk bunk”, where I keep my bag of clothes, camera, computer, wallet and all sorts of personal odds and ends.
Strange, I think to myself, what business does this person have going through. . . wait a minute. . . now she’s opening my curtain, one velcro attachment at a time!

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photo by R. Chursinoff

Nic Johns ate horse meat. Raw horse meat.
I toured with Nic a few years back in the Ben Lee band. That’s when he ate raw horse meat.

According to wikipedia.org,”horse meat is sweet, tender, low in fat and high in protien. However, just like beef and pork, in some societies there is a taboo regarding the consumption of horse meat“.
Apparently not in Japan.

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