Nau mai,Yesterday we played our first ever show in Charlotte, the Queen City (rival city to the other Queen City, Auckland, New Zealand). The recent aquisition by The Beths of a brand new Hamilton Beach two-slice toaster has enabled our bus cuisine to reach new heights. My breakfast yesterday was two pieces of some kind of seeded brown bread, toasted, buttered, and spread with Marmite (UK) and natural peanut butter. We were parked in a lot outside the venue in what felt like a little post-industrial corner just north of Charlotte’s downtown. Immediately north of us was the tangle of overpasses that was the interchange of Interstates 77 and 277, and we were hemmed in on the other side by a railway line making walking anywhere a long and difficult prospect. It was a low-slung brick building that housed both the larger venue (The Filmore, Charlotte) and the smaller room we were in called Underground, despite the building’s lack of any subterranean features. Perhaps it is a reference to…
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