More tour diary after the jump.
Next we were off to Fresno, which happens to be where I was born and have tons of family, where our buddies Rademacher all live and are currently from and a place I had no desire to return to in 9 years. Surprisingly, it's RAD! Lotsa receptive kids out, my family and the place we played, Audie's Olympic/Club Fred were all awesome.
Next nite found us an hour north of fresno in a small town called Merced. I'd heard rave review from local bands about this venue called The Partisan and they ALL were validated by our first show there. Sound guys was sweet and interested... Talent Booker was warm and friendly and the crowd ruled! At the end of our sent we sold a bunch of merch and were even given $ donations from people from people for gas... I went outside to cool off a little and was aproched by a very distinct looking man with an Indiana Jones looking Fedora, a shirt with his own pixelated face on it, big deep-sea blue eyes and a mustache that'd rival any passage in Neitzsche's "Thus Spoke Zarathustra" for robustness and depth.
He gave us praise and offered his home for us to crash... turns out he was the drummer in the local headlining act Built Like Alaska.
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