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It is really late here (Kladno, just outside of Prague) and I need to get some sleep, but since I have unlimited computer time at the moment, I wanted to post an update here. Feels like forever since the last one. Hopefully my memory holds up well enough to make this interesting...
Flensberg was a fun show. The Italians keep warning us about how serious Germans are and how we shouldn't risk joking around with them (a la Fawlty Towers, etc.) lest we cause an international incident. But the folks in Flensberg were all laughs and smiles, so it was smooth sailing. Like sailing a Panzer into Poland in early September, for example. In fact, Poland was next on our itinerary. The drive sucked, it was something like 14 hours. The German countryside, like its Swedish counterpart, is uniformly boring as shit.
Though my feelings about Poland changed in the following two days, my initial reaction was that it was one of the dreariest places I've ever seen. It just looks positively beat down. And it seems like they thought that no one would notice if they just painted every twelfth building orange or something. The going is slow in Poland; there are almost no highways. Practically every road is two lanes with paved shoulders that make it wide enough for three cars abreast, and everyone passes in the middle (ie, into opposing traffic). It took a long time from the border to Gdansk; I don't even remember how long at this point. We were playing there the following day, which was day two of a two-day fest, but we were trying to arrive in time the night before to catch a Polish band called Filth of Mankind who we all like. At a certain point we got a text message with an estimated time of when they would play, and there was no way we were going to make it. So there was to be no reward for the long-ass drive. Once we got to Gdansk, it took another hour to find the venue. Thank god for international punk rock time, because we got there right before Filth of Mankind went on. They were good but not great in my opinion.
We played the following day. Attendance was good, and we played ok.
Ugh... the sun is coming up, so I will return to relate the past week - possibly even tomorrow. G'night.
Flensberg was a fun show. The Italians keep warning us about how serious Germans are and how we shouldn't risk joking around with them (a la Fawlty Towers, etc.) lest we cause an international incident. But the folks in Flensberg were all laughs and smiles, so it was smooth sailing. Like sailing a Panzer into Poland in early September, for example. In fact, Poland was next on our itinerary. The drive sucked, it was something like 14 hours. The German countryside, like its Swedish counterpart, is uniformly boring as shit.
Though my feelings about Poland changed in the following two days, my initial reaction was that it was one of the dreariest places I've ever seen. It just looks positively beat down. And it seems like they thought that no one would notice if they just painted every twelfth building orange or something. The going is slow in Poland; there are almost no highways. Practically every road is two lanes with paved shoulders that make it wide enough for three cars abreast, and everyone passes in the middle (ie, into opposing traffic). It took a long time from the border to Gdansk; I don't even remember how long at this point. We were playing there the following day, which was day two of a two-day fest, but we were trying to arrive in time the night before to catch a Polish band called Filth of Mankind who we all like. At a certain point we got a text message with an estimated time of when they would play, and there was no way we were going to make it. So there was to be no reward for the long-ass drive. Once we got to Gdansk, it took another hour to find the venue. Thank god for international punk rock time, because we got there right before Filth of Mankind went on. They were good but not great in my opinion.
We played the following day. Attendance was good, and we played ok.
Ugh... the sun is coming up, so I will return to relate the past week - possibly even tomorrow. G'night.
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