Castanets-Phosphorescent ‘06 tour stuff .11
By castanets
Saturday, November 4th, 2006

Hull

Meadows has a dream that we’re all practicing in what might be my house. Matthew plays a keyboard part, someone says "that’s smoking" (we would NEVER EVER EVER SAY THIS) and we all high five about it. Problem is, it’s so smoking (ugh) that stuff is actually catching fire. Someone finds a way to put it out/save our gear and my house and all I can say is "You know that stuff’s a bitch to clean up".

I have a dream with all of us in the van and I am hungry and wanting Matthew to pull over at Del Taco. He says no and I get mad. Really mad about it. End up storming outta there with my tree (?) that I end up planting on the slope down the hill to my backyard which I think surely must impress the girl waiting in my bed there, watching me, waiting.

Jessie had one where he dissected his own heart and the insides were not black like the ones in Nick Tosches’ Cut Numbers. Clinical, he says. Not a nightmare.

Also, we were sleeping in a country themed (Tunisia, Albania) bed and breakfast. Meadows and Matthew lucked into the Turkey room leaving Tomas, Jessie and I with the USA room. Bummed.

Overnight ferry to Rotterdam tonight. Later United Kingdom.

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