We had another long drive and I'm already homesick. We went to a health food store and I cannot believe that Richard is wearing shorts in this weather. The show tonight was at a warehouse. There were a lot of punk kids with spiked hair and leather jackets, maybe because of the opening band, Endless
Struggle. When we went on my voice was almost gone so we made our set really short. Someone in the crowd kept yelling "fuck you" at me when I was
reading a poem and this totally drunk punk guy just fell on me and passed out during our performance. Mark took the stage next and did poetry attacking punk fashion. He was a hit once again. Next was Aus Rotten. Dave felt better and they did a great
set. Their old drummer came and did the last three songs with them. I guess he lives here now. Once the gig was done there was no time to rest.
We had to drive straight to the next state.
