Still borrowing internet off of my back porch from the neighbors. Terribly annoying.
I think I may have had the best birthday ever on the 25th when we were in Kansas City, MO.
The show was incredible. It was held in F.D. 31, which couldn't have been more appropriate. The venue was open and had wonderful reverberation. It was very inspiring to have so many people approach me and say 'you're with ctephin?!" We played first with Language of Light, our wonderful friends, and then they played with us as I thumb piano'd and Stef tape manipulated and I recited the entire third chapter of Liber LXV. (just give me a reason to do that!)
It was an adventure going up there. We were stopped by a Kansas deputy who just swore up and down we were drug runners. He pulled us out of our car and searched each of us, and my purse which was in the car. Guess he was a bit surprised by the fiber pills, vial of empty holy oil (Ruthvah) and particularly the blue glove and battery operated boyfriend I also had in there. I thought it was funny that he had to touch it, maybe he shouldn't be going through girls' purses.
We didn't have drugs, so he let us go. The rest of the trip, and the visit with Noah and Linda of Roil Noise was lovely, perfect even.
Got home, the house was dirty and smelled like people were smoking in it. Oh well, my fault for trusting older teenagers and twenty somethings' to babysit the house. At least the kids were elsewhere.
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