Aug 1st and 2cd: Colorado Springs and Albuquerque!

Before leaving DenverTown we went down to the Capital Building to hoop our dreamz in the big-face of Colorado's capital building.

Later we took the short stint to Colorado Springs to play a Sunday night show at a spot called The Rocket Room. It was looking like it was gonna be a sleepy night, but it turned out to be a killer party with 2 other beautiful touring bands, the world's best sound guy (who made us sound like a fantasy on their awesome PA, AND let us crash at his place! BIG UPS DEAN!!), a dance party in the rain, and a genuine dose of Midwest luv, culminating in a giant 4 band group hug (the other 2 touring band's were from Fargo, North Dakota and we all felt the deep pride).

Here's a video of the incredible band Sunrise/Sunset playing a section of the 1/2 hour instrumental revelation of a set (I didn't get video of the other band, Tiny Moving Parts, but they rule too).

I want to take this opportunity to introduce the universe to WildMan. That's him down there in front of our van, The Home of the Brave. He only wears a shirt when the law interferes with him being shirtless. He's a skinny gorilla. He's an American ninja. On this tour he's taken a secret identity of a kid named Brian who plays killer tuba and other horns in Mumford's. It's a sham. He's an assassin. He's the head of the CIA. He's Barak Obama's estranged father.

Here are his batman undies at Dean's house before we hit the road to Albuquerque.

Here he is in Albuquerque wearing a produce bag that he made into a shirt. He was like "I don't have a parking permit. What you gonna do about it?" Then he murdered a parking lot attendant with his crocs.

More wildman stories to come....

In Albuquerque Philip got a special treat.

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The show went awesome for a Monday night. It was once again looking like it was gonna be a sleepy night, but a butt load of people show up to the awesome bar we played at called Burt's Tiki Lounge, and we got a party going on real good. I didn't get any photo's, which is becoming a nasty habit…sorry!

We stayed at James Doxon's aunt and uncles house, which was beautiful. Thanks James! Here he is making some more god-damn-sexy salsa.

We did laundry.

Philip got awesome birthday presents.

I may or may not have bought this record. I did. I bought it.