warsaw.
hi warsaw.
the gods of weather smiled on us tonight. we were playing an outdoor show, and all day the weather was vascillating between sun and rain. but right before our show the rain stopped and we were able to play a nice, dry concert. and then the moment the concert ended the rain started again.
so, lucky us.
we’re leaving for moscow in the morning.
at 8 in the morning.
which is very early by touring-musician standards. i’ve never been to russia, but when i was younger i was obsessed with russian literature. the heavyweights, like tolstoy and dostoeyvsky and pushkin and solzhenitsyn. i was living in connecticut and reading russian fiction and imaging tolstoy out sweating with his serfs in some 19th century white birch forest.
i’m not expecting to witness such a bucolic idyll while i’m in russia, but it should still be interesting.
bedtime now. goodnight.
moby
