town. We witnessed a pretty grizzly car accident but we are trying not
to let it phase us.
Last night in Saint John was a rager. Our host was a totally loveable
drunk guy, the house was the perfect type for a show like that and, oh
yeah, the cops shut us down!
We played a loose and dirty set that was a little too loud for a
Monday but, despite the police presence, we played through to the
bitter end. It was Crabapples as protest song, including a nice little
Shout-style whisper breakdown that erupted into a full-blown gang
chant. It will go down as one of our finest memories.
In PEI tonight for what's shaping up to be a great show, then onto
Halifax tomorrow. More correspondence to come.