Day XII: Monday, October 28 - Arlington, VA

Well kiddies, we were feeling groggy after having been separated from the rock and roll by our day off and were anxious to get our collective groove back on like Donkey Kong. So we loaded up the van, said tearful good-byes to our tourmates Dakota Floyd and headed for Sniperville...er, I mean Arlington. Oops!

The drive was a bit arduous as it was raining again and we waged yet another battle with imminent and grisly death, but we persevered and rolled into town full of our characteristic rock and roll spirit, which some might even call spunk.

The club itself was one we’ve played before, an intimate (i.e small) room full of enthusiastic FXA fans and guys drunk on cheap Yuengling’s beer. We played well, which is difficult in a small place because you’re always teetering on the line of, on one hand, being too loud and driving people away and on the other hand not being dynamic enough to hold people’s interest. I think we walked the line pretty well on this night however, and we unloaded a bunch of our spiffy new cds as proof.

Later we got a hotel room. Gordon and I drank beer and watched TV, while Pete and Jordan played scrabble or something. We DEFINE rock and roll, baby.

Next Week - CMJ!!!!(Where the real funny stuff happens)