Mike and I drove to Atlanta, beating the band by minutes. Even in my exhausted state, I could still appreciate a nicely wallpapered bathroom.
That night, Shirley found us a Korean taco place a few blocks away. We even coaxed the Devotchkies into joining us. Not pictured: Shirley’s kamikaze shots, our very impressive bill that split our shared appetizers onto ten separate bills. Way to go, Takorea!
The next morning, Shirley and Stephin went on a shopping spree. Here are their top four exciting finds.
Find #1: a LatBotS-themed prezzie for me!
Find #2: A LatBotS-themed ring for Shirl!
Find #3: Mary Mac’s Cinnamon Rolls!
Find #4: A Cub Scouts Den Leader outfit. There is nothing more perfect in the world.
The Variety Playhouse.
Soundcheck at the Variety Playhouse. Sam eventually moved onto the stage.
Rock n roll.
Smiling Claudia.
Your Daily Eve, via the iPhone. We miss the little one.
John Woo took this photo. Stephin likes his earplugs. I don’t know if I would have gotten so close.
We didn’t have much merch left to sell, so there was a lot of this. We left during soundcheck to explore Little Five Points. We had a fabulous dinner at the Porter Beer Bar, and I may or may not have bought a few dresses at Stefan’s incredible vintage emporium. (Spoiler alert: I did.)
Showtime! Atlanta had some good fans, and loyal blogreaders.
This is neither owl nor sea-themed, but goddamn, it’s a tiny teacup! On her ring! I love it.
This is Aimi. She brought amazing donuts, a copy of my book, a picture book for Eve, and these presents for Stephin (see below.)
They look so happy together.
Before I forget, here’s a John Woo picture of Stephin looking like Fidel Castro.
And here’s a picture of John looking like a guitar player.
Owl fan #1
Owl fan #2. She gets quadruple blog points for making it permanent.
Speaking of quadruple blog points, I would hereby like to announce that I won my first game of Words With Friends. In this case, the Friend is my mother. It still counts.
Devotchka, adoring fans.
Snazzy green lights.
And just like that, it was all over. (Note: that is beer. John did not pee on the floor. That would have been a very different ending, for a very different sort of band.)
Are you hearing Mary J. Blige’s ‘Real Love’ in your head right now? I am.
From left to right: David (sound), Sam, moi, Mike, Tom, Shirley, Stephin, Nick, John, Claudia, Shawn, Jason. Not pictured: Y-Mike, Julia, Eve. We all had a delightful time. The end of tour is always like the end of summer camp, with people’s parents coming to whisk them away before you really get a chance to say goodbye.
Or, you know, before you get a chance to hail a cab to a gay bar in your cub scout uniform. Also, Stephin’s last US real estate pick for you is what he describes as “the worst thing ever.” The building is directly across the street from the Variety Playhouse. Stephin said he liked the idea of the porn ending unhappily. I think that means he’ll miss his part-time job as a real estate scout, don’t you?
This morning, we got up early and hit the road. We stopped somewhere in North Carolina for buckets of sweet tea.
When I have my own band, it’ll be called Laser Tag. This is the cover of my first record, Extreme Laser Tag.
And then, after several thwarted attempts earlier in the tour, we finally made it to the movie. We saw 21 Jump Street, which Mike liked more than I did, but we both agreed that Channing Tatum can do whatever he wants, forever.
Tomorrow we’ll drive the rest of the way home, and start compiling out facts and figures for you. Stay tuned!
love and popcorn,
Emma
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