07 June 2010


We have to cryogenically freeze Jared before every show to prevent chop deterioration. It's on our rider.

Irish Sea. Leprechauns, Lucky Charms, etc., etc.

John, our moral support agent and driver, view'd through Malahide Castle. While built in the 12th century and occupied by the same family for 800 years, it's frozen in 1975, when the old lady that lived there alone retired to Tasmania. Plush carpeting, wallpaper, the musty smell of isolation in the 1970's. We played American football on the front lawn. Tim/Jared 28, Rob/Will 21.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

The Irish have another name for American Football BTW. They call it 'catch'.
Hope the tour is picking up after the first night metal-bru disaster.