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11/1/11 Los Angeles ,CA.

Let’s not pull any punches here folks the first show of the tour was a little shaky. Like a hobo in detox type shaky. You see, keeping with the on going theme we have of either van or health problems, Bryan had to get to teeth yanked a couple days before we left, leaving him a little loopy when he got on stage (AKA whacked out on goofballs). There was a point during their first song (Hank Is Dead) that I thought he was going pull out his phone and Shazam the rest of the band to see what song they were playing. Actually it wasn’t that bad I just like to use every chance I get to publicly embarrass my closest friends. ‘Cause we all know that when you blow out someone else’s flame it makes yours shine that much brighter.

I hope he doesn’t get mad at me—he is so sensitive. Look at him:

What do you think he’s thinking about while staring out that window? His own Mortality? Things he could do to make the planet a better, kinder place? My money is on cigarettes. He likes those.


11/2/11 Sacramento, CA.
You know there was a good party the night before when you wake up, walk downstairs and this is the first thing you see:

Totally off the subject here, but can we talk about something that has always stupefied me? A little something called Tour Pocket. If I was at home the most there would be in my pockets at any given time would be three bucks in loose change, keys and a phone but some how after two days on the road the contents of my pockets, in just my jeans keep in mind, equal this:
The part that scares me about all this is I think I’m a step away from being one of those crew guys I used to make fun of with the utility belts that make you look like a bloated road-worn Batman. I guess it time to start auditioning sidekicks…



11/3/11 San Francisco, CA.

I had this whole bullshit story about our friend Alex showing up to the show and shit going from this:
To this:
But the more I think about it, the more it’s obvious that what best describes not only this night, but the first week of tour is this photo:
—Coyle

Tour To Live!
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