Tonight’s show at the Soiled Dove. I looked it up online to try and maps.google.com it from the hotel, there are like nine branches of the Soiled Dove here; I haven’t figured out which one we’re playing yet.
I thought “soiled dove” sounded dirty, so I looked it up. Turns out it’s an Old West term for a hi class whore.
Kirby is looking fine, with new ludicrous but charming hair. Looking forward to listening to him every night.
I got recognized (unironically!) at Starbucks this morning.