Sadness in Santa Fe

Arriving in Santa Fe was pretty intense for us. For most of us it was our first time experiencing such a desert-like climate in this country. A beautiful drive with much water-drinking. We ate excellent food (chiles!) and got a crash course in the colonial history of Southwest (well, a mini-crash course) including the current era of liberal hippie colonization.

Staying with our old friend Tobe brought mostly sadness.... sometimes you have to lose things you love.

Fittingly, the show (though fun as always) was dubbed "the worst show debacle of aut six." Temim's kick pedal combusted itself halfway through our first song and the allergic hell of the past week caused me (Louisa) to nearly lose my voice - which mind you, NEVER happens. So there was some screaming, and some audience members tring to repair the kick pedal while we continued playing and Temim attempted to valiantly KICK the bass drum.

Backroad Pizza was a great host to us despite the technical debacles, providing us with delicious food and great new fans.