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It's not an easy task to sleep on a inflate bed that just lets the air go away slowly while you're sleeping, but that's ok, it's part of the game... Slow, quiet day, everybody just relaxing. I only went out to buy some things at the supermarket, then came back and spent some hous inside the jacuzzi, just like a rich guy, hehe! Plus, if I could, i'd just live there, immersed in 103'F...
Later, we went to Gage's Warehouse. Amazing place. Very hard to describe. It's a crazy mix of house, bar, cuisine, factory and show-bar. They built their instruments, in fact 90% of everything there, hardware included, is produced by then. We started to set things up to the show, while Cacau went to the kitchen to help Gage and Brenton with the feijoada. at the time of the show, the entrance of the place became just a whole in a very big stitch, cool! The gig was very cool, too much fun. We played The smiths' This Charming Man, everybody singing, awesome! Home, 7-eleven, backgammon and bed.
(by Chokito)
Uau! Que noite longa... E boa! Damaceno conhece todo mundo. Tipo eu no Rio. Aqui na casa tem uma jacuzzi show de bola!! Pra relaxar a carcaça da nêga! Fui dar um rolé de bike com o Choki , o Damaceno e o pai dele. Fui, fui, fui tanto que me perdi de todo mundo. Greentimes... Hoje à noite a gente toca como banda convidada de um músico local, Israel Maldonado, amigo do Batera, no "The Office" uma boate por aqui. Maneiro... Um rango, umas beers, etc e tal...
4th Mar- Yeah, another show popped up today, we gonna be support band to Israel (Damaceno's friend) Maldonado's band. Bike ride, Damaceno, Sergio and I. after 2 minutes we lost her already. Unbelievable... Gabo and Felipe preferred to stay at home. We printed some band cards, and visited some stores at Garnet St. On our way back the wind was almost moving buildings, damn! By night we went to The Office, North Park. It's quite a modern neighbourhood, more alternative, very different from the beach-style of P.B. The place really surprised us, nice stage, and the sound equipment was very good too. The original plan was a pocket-show, maybe 5 or 6 songs, but Israel gave us a hour and 20 min., so we played a full set. One of the best shows until now! Going home, we stopped at Jack in the Box to kill our green-hungry. Oh, bud, why is San Diego so green...
(by Chokito)
Wake up, mfuckers!!! Let's go to the beach! Porra, estamos tirando onda. Eu, Batera e Choki fomos dar um rolézão de bike, tipo quase duas horas pedalando. Lembra o Rio, às vezes Búzios, outras Barra (humm...) mas sempre o Rio, babado forte, falando em babado, inda não vi nenhuma bibinha por aqui, mas é questão de tempo, já já elas se manifestam... Hoje vamos ensaiar muito, fazer uma jam maneira. Tem uma canja amanhã e quinta tem show. Tá pintando um monte de coisas... ah, a cerveja, ou melhor, as cervejas são um capítulo à parte... Stand by.
Pra não perder o hábito, vamos fazer um típico barbecue brasileiro. Muito green no meu vale. Many beers! Conhecemos uma produtora de moda, trampo à vista... Very excited... Xangô é rei! Café Funquê!
P.s.- A Norah, madrasta do Batera, é a nossa Marianne Faithful!!
3rd Mar- Woke-up very early, and went with Damaceno to take her sister to her work. Riding her Mustang! What a car! Coming back, supermarket (lots of vitamin C just to bear the unstopable cold wind), then a huge bike ride with Cacau and him around the bay. Ok, everything here in the United States is very big and/or fat, but fat seagulls are really something... A quick visit to Guitar Center in order to get another Ampeg Ba115. Cool! Later, Gabo, Felipe and I went to Albertson's to buy some meat. Brazilian barbecue. And hundreds of different beers! After our meal, we played a small set, almost acoustic, in our living room to a very special audience: John, Sergio, Madeleine, Nora (Sergio's wife) Shauna and Kara. Then, 7- Eleven, backgammon and sleep!
(by Chokito)
Puta que los pari! Como demorou! Tem um fuso foda por aqui, por um momento achei que tava voltando pro Rio, viagem longa da porra! Ah, só rolou biscoitos e suquinhos, pobreza... FINALMENTE CHEGAMOS EM SAN DIEGO!!!
E chegamos bem. Ficamos uns 40 minutos esperando a Maile, nossa madrinha na área, e o Sergio, pai do Gabriel batera. A Maile rapidinho deixou todo mundo calminho, relax, ai, como era verde o meu vale... num to tintindo nada. Que lugar lindo, praieiro e ensolarado. Muito surf. E cheio de mulher bonita. Tá ficando bom, tá ficando legal!!
Nós vamos ficar hospedados numa casa show de bola, a uns 200 metros da praia, Pacific Beach: a casa pertence a um dos melhores fotógrafos da america, John Durant, que é padrinho da Madalena, irmã do batera. Desculpa...
A rapeize pega umas ondas maneiras por aqui. Tem muito veterano de guerra (Vietnam neles!) doidão da cabeça mesmo por aqui. Cachorros, gatos (ai, que saudades...) Vamu nanar... Foi o dia mais longo da minha vida. acho que do resto da banda tambem... Voltei 3 ou 4 horas no tempo. Me sinto ate mais novinha... Inté!
(by Cacau)
2nd Mar- After hours, we at last arrived in San Diego. Cool! Shining sun, hot weather, yeah! Maile and Sergio, Damaceno's father, came to pick us up. What a green place, if you know what i'm talking about... We're here only for 20 minutes and already lost our minds... We left our stuff at Sergio's garage ( a typical american garage), then Damaceno, Felipe and Robert went to Best Buy, and Sergio, Cacau, Gabo and I went for a walk at Pacific Beach. Cool place, and some good waves too. And a shivering cold wind! Back to Sergio's house ,we moved our stuff to the house where we are going to stay, which belongs to John Durant. He is a well-known photographer, and Madeleine (Damaceno's sister) godfather. Very cool fellow. After we went to Fatburguer, then back home. My nose simply cannot get used to the local humidity, nor my brain cells to the local flora... Bath, backgammon and bed.
(by Chokito)
Ok, saímos de Durham ainda nevando. A tripulação, muito doida. Todo mundo simpático e contando piadas pra amenizar as tremidinhas à 2 milhões de metros de altura! Oh God, I want a parachute!! Chegamos em Chicago, terra dos Blues Brothers, rápida conexão, agora estamos à caminho de san Diego. Queremos sol, aqui tem neve pra todo lado!!!!!!!!!!! U-lá-lá. Tô escrevendo uma nova letra. Uma obra-prima como sempre. Tomara que tenha um ranguinho nesse vôo. A gente não aguenta mais biscoito! Pause.
(by Cacau)
2nd Mar- I will not gonna make it. I'm dying...
(by Chokito)
Ai, que sono, que frio, que tudo! Tá uma nevasca in-cri-vel, zente! É tanto branco cintilando igual a escama de peixe... Pensei nos véios! Estamos indo pro airport, no caminho tinha uma porrada de carros derrapados e batidos. É, a neve é bonita mas também perigosa... Chegamos às 07:40 am no aeroporto, faz check-in, passa no detector, tinha duas peças da bateria do Gabriel comigo, vixemary!! Parou a porra toda! Nos sentimos Muhameds. Neguinho fala muito rápido por aqui, não tô tindindo nada. No final, foi só falta de informação e tudo bem, devem estar nos vigiando pelas cameras, rrsrs. Tô bem cinicazinha e sentadinha num cantinho escrevendo pra vocês. Estamos aqui há menos de uma semana, mas já posso escrever um livro, que doideira!! I wanna get high!!!!!!!
(by Cacau)
2nd Mar- I did not sleep at all. Around 06:00 am everybody woke-up, we took our things then shuttle to the airport. What a sight! Everything was covered by snow. On the way, 7 0r 8 car accidents. Yeah, the snow is beautiful but also dangerous... At the airport, an unbelievable cold. And the check-in was OUTSIDE the building, freaky! My breakfast: chickenburguer and Coke, rsrsr. Damaceno had some problems with his baggage, but nothing serious, thanks God. The authorities here are very, very paranoid. You cannot even speak the word "bomb". Damn, you're not allowed to do anything! The flight was ok, we had a connection in Chicago (Blues Brothers' land, Felipe and Gabo just bought Blues Bro. hats for themselves, cool) then we took a plane to San Diego. To me, this was the worst flight ever. My nose was very dry, almost bleeding, the seat was too narrow, and I couldn't get to sleep at all. At least the view from up there was amazing! Pretty beautiful!
(by Chokito)
Começou a nevar!!! Incrível!!! É neve de verdade!!! Agora são 11:oo pm, nosso vale vai ficar green daqui a pouco... E quanto a vocês, mortais: morram de calor porraí que porraqui vai começar a "Primeira Batalha de Neve Cafunquê"!!! Um bando de malucos que TIVERAM infância se divertindo muuuito com uma coisa tão simples. Agora a gente tem certeza de que não é sonho... estamos mesmo na terra de Obama!!! E Bara quer o quê? Bará qué Brahma, Skol, Bohemia e muito mais!! Agora são 02:30 am. Tardão! Cansamos de jogar bolas de neve uns nos outros (o Gabo se estabacou no chão, foi lindo...e eu tomei uma bola de neve na cara! Chokito também!). Hora de arrumar as nossas tralhas. Vôo pra San Diego (uêeba!!) partindo às 09:00 am. Serão duas horas até Chicago, conexão, e mais 3h ou 4h até a Terra do Surf. A aventura continua e o dindin acabando...
Tá na hora de vender o corpitcho... Numa boa, que frio é esse, zente? Bjs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(by Cacau)
1st of March- We took a ride by car, and composed a song ( just singing, of course) with the names of the places that were passing through, it was very funny, it's a shame we didn't record it. Sears, Wal Mart, Marshall's , Best Buy, then we went to Guitar Center to give the bass amp back, then Mc Donald's. Outside, huh, it was freezing! Got back home, dinner, then me and Gabo were smoking a cigarette outside the house when a snowflake fell over me. God! My first snowflake! So cool! Ok, it was like a single sand grain, but it was amazing! After, the Gabriels and me went to Dereje's home, to make some contacts and maybe a gig when we come back from Texas. The guy is very cool, and we talked a lot about Brasil and his country, Ethiopia, He also has two cool dogs. Going back home, the view was beyond beautiful: snow everywhere! Just like the movies! So you can guesswhat happened next: a huge snowball war, the first of our lives, heeh, very cool! Of course Cacau was the main target, but that didn't save me from receiving a killer one right on my face. Damn! Wet, freezing, but undoubtely happy, we got inside and packed our stuff, 'cause tomorrow we're going to San Diego.
(by Chokito)
