So yes, we went back to Chapel Hill! To Leilani, Dianna and Linda. Was looking forward to see them again and sped the Chevy up to 85 mph on the dark route 95, playing “Joan as Police Woman” to keep me company (as Wouter fell asleep quite quick). Almost drove us into the verge, but woke up soon enough (body spiked with adrenaline) as we were entering Chapel Hill… Wouter proves another time to be a good navigator and directs us to the right house, where Dianna welcomes us. We’re tired but happy. Later on Leilani pops in with her new treasures from a cloth-swopping party – she’s sporting a tail on her tiny pants and is very content with it. I’m happy to see her: all tipsy and cuddly. It ends up late again; around 3:30 we go to bed.
We wake up on 10/10 and Maury (another Jerry Springer) is disgracing the television. Leilani takes us out for breakfast: pancakes with applesauce and cinnamon! The coffee comes with free and endless refills: this country rules. Back at her house I swap T-shirts with Leilani and we get ready to head for Hickory. We say goodbye once again and I can’t wait for New York – Leilani rules more.
We’re entering redneck country… apparently. More stars and stripes along the road. Also more cops hanging out in the verge. Monitoring. Securing the homeland. We feel happy that we haven’t been pulled over yet. In the afternoon we arrive at Ed’s house, which is huge. He lives there with his girlfriend and has an immense basement that functions as studio, storage and more. Before the gig, Ed takes us to the local Oktoberfest (funny to see this tradition appear in the US), which turns out to be the biggest and most well known in the area. We are highly amused while strolling over it and meet up with Phase: Ed’s buddy and companion in their project Projexorcism. In the evening we head for Mark’s house, the place where tonight’s gig will be held. Preliminary Saturation this time. Quite some people show up and the atmosphere is great. Whiskey is passed on in huge bottles and the performances are held in complete darkness. I’m impressed by all the acts playing tonight and along the way we meet up with two guys from a band called “US Christmas”, who appear to be playing at the Roadburn festival in Tilburg, next year. It’s a small world indeed. Whiskey and Wodka get me pretty drunk tonight and we end up doing our set half naked. It fitted to the occasion, is all I have to say.
The next day, we’re making our way towards Charlottesville. The MegaHz festival and Ed and Phase are joining us on the trip, as they are playing there aswell. Good clean fun to hang out with these guys. In Charlottesville we meet up with Kenny again, as he’s one of the organizers of the fest. Big line-up today and we’re playing second last, so a long day ahead. But I’m quite content with hanging out and enjoying all the bands playing, eating veggy food and drinking Budweiser. Another Preliminary Saturation tonight, with a surprising percussive end – I think it was our best set of the tour. We stay at the house of the girls of Pinko Communoids and once inside, Wouter has his worst allergic attack of the tour… due to heaps of cat hairs everywhere. The next morning, I spot a signed photograph of Yoko Ono addressed to Wendy and am impressed. I love her work.
Back on the road again, back on route 95, on our way to Philadelphia. Looking forward to meet up with our friends from Radio Eris / Temple of Bon Matin. Upon entering Philly we start to feel very white… The venue for tonight (Eris Temple) is on 52nd Street and in the middle of a very black ghetto – not a single white person to be seen for miles, until we enter the Eris Temple. Guess we’re just not used to this kind of situations, back in Holland. Great to meet up with these guys again, whom we met on the previous two ZXZW festivals in Tilburg. Dinner and drinks are great and an amazing variety of people are entering the Temple. I meet up with Terrence, a guy I got to know via myspace a while ago, exchanging cdr’s from my dim records label. Great to meet up with people of whom you don’t really expect to ever meet them in real live. Later on, I smoke a cigarette in the portal of the house and twice a group of black kids pass by and get startled of my (white?) appearance. Funny. We play solo sets tonight and are joined by an all girl theater group that open up the night. Nice combination. Beer and Wodka prove to be a good nightcap and we lay our heads to rest in a satisfied mode. Another nice night on this tour.