Adelaide

Another early morning flight today. This time to Adelaide, which is a lot like southern Arizona. Which is to say "hot as fuck". Oh, but it's a dry heat. Never mind that there's no ozone and the sun feels like an evil laser beam. The show was at one of those clubs that is a total nightmare to make a show happen in, but the band love playing. To be fair, these types of places usually have the best gigs, but it's no fun getting it there. Tonight was one of those gigs. The band played a really long set with a lot of stuff that doesn't get played very often. That's always a good sign with Ween. The whole thing ended with Never Squeal On The Pusher with the usual drum solo. This somehow devolved into Claude moving from drums to bass, Dave moving from bass to guitar and Mickey moving from guitar to drums. The ensuing madness made for good theater.
I also managed to take some random pictures today. Travelling definitely resurrects the inspiration on that front. Show in Perth tomorrow. Only a 3 1/2 hour flight in the morning then. On we go....

Claude Coleman...

Aaron Freeman...


G-Blaster...

Kirk & Chip...

A Slanty Building...

The thing that sucks about Adelaide is that "the MAN" is always trying to keep you from drinking the toilet water...