Sunday, May 04, 2008

XS at the XM...

Ciao, i miei tesori!

Writing from Ricky Biondetti's flat in Bologna; Ricky and the XM24 action unit kicked ass for us last night and their efforts resulted in a packed house and a tremendous response. After the previous day's disappointment, this was a major fucking improvement. The attentive (and, happily, dance-crazed) crowd didn't understand the nuances of our texts, but more than one attendee told me that they absorbed the gist and swallowed our laudanum with ease. Outstanding... A recurrent laptop glitch threatened to derail Sickboy's mood, but the bugs flew north and Jurgen's spirits lifted. My skull is severed and my cough persists, everyone is fatigued, but from my tweaked perspective, everything is wonderful. Wish this bloody tour could go on for another two months. I'd be dead, of course, but I'd hit the gutter with a massive Cheshire grin.

In half an hour we leave for Roma...

Love,

TS

Trieste e Venezia Pix...

Due to unethical scum-bucket Luca 8mm's decision to fuck us in the ass without so much as a per favore, we found ourselves with an off day on the 2nd. Rather than allow the hours (and our mood) to be further despoiled, we kicked the Kangoo into hyperdrive (er, fourth gear) and made our way first to verdant Trieste, then tourist-clogged (but only slightly less lovely) Venezia...

TLASIT

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