Good morning/afternoon from Logan Square. Calvin, drummer from Bad Trip set us up with a place to stay. I slept on the way here from the spot so no real picture of where we are at. Nice apartment. Lots of painting stuff. Drafting table, nice wall decor, Pacific Northwest looking cave art looking perfect cubed record shelving. I envy that of some of these guys. Last night we are greeted on the back porch by a withered statue of a sitting milk maid. Sam screams. This thing had to have come from some role playing colonial park or something like Hale Farm and Village. "I wish I wouldn't have seen that" says Sam. He falls asleep with a labrador in his arms.
Alan shows us a fan artist rendering of E.T. sitting at the dinner table with a case of Miller High Life. There's a Sun Ra record on. "Call me, my namber is 555-7229" Calvin and his lady make food and biscuits. "E.T. , next time you're in my neighborhood, E.T. phone me!"
Bye Bye Logan, we pass Lane Tech, 1908 - 2008. "I wish I could have been raped in the showers in a place like that as a kid."... says nameless bandmate. On our way to the musicians exchange. Chicago Music Exchange. Grab bits at New Wave Coffee. Croissants at La Boulangerie. Of course, lots of raunchy mom and Benny jokes.
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