Notes From The Flip Side: 05.28.2000
I've spent most of the last two weeks in a van, on tour with tiltWheel in Japan. The first leg was with Water Closet and the Disgusteens. The second leg was with Oval and Zero Fast. On the way, we played with The Urchin, Cradle to Grave, Microplan, Fastcars, Buds Freaks and a lot of other amazing bands.
Green hills and mountains, small towns, warm people. Drinking beer on the sidewalk, talking to punks after the show. Every night, realizing that, despite the difference in cultures and language, we're not so different. We all work. We all want something better. We all want to connect.
In Sendai, I talked to a punk named Yutaka for hours about The Replacements. We both understood why we liked them - the articulation of loneliness, confusion and crushes on girls. So what does it mean when we connect on a level where the words we exchange are less important than the understanding we share? I don't even think I need to answer the question.
Thank you to everyone we met, played with, ate with, drank with, hung out with or did anything else with. I won't forget you.
The Urchin "Fragile Songs in Lukewarm Dreams," Screaming Fat Rat "Nothing stands the pressure of The clash city rockers...," American Heartbreak "Postcards from Hell," Capture the Flag "Time and Again"