July 17th

The band set off to Boston the next day, a little worse for wear but only an hour behind schedule.

“We’re going through three states today,” noted Adrian. “Including a state of shock and a New York state of mind,” Phil added. As a Velvet Underground record came on the van radio, Leigh recalled that Lou Reed once said something to him that stuck with him: “Excuse Me.”

The miles rolled by as the band listened to a burn of Steve Pulse’s new album that Native Wayne had given Adrian. After taking an unscheduled detour through Boston’s one-way system from hell, the band arrived at their hotel with enough time to take showers before heading over to the venue to sound check.

Though exhausted and a little hoarse, and despite the challenge of a broken guitar string, the band still managed to pull-off what they felt was their best performance to date. Once the band hit the stage all the hassles of the day melted away.

The Boston crowd

Adrian, Phil and Annabella and Leigh?

Phil and Adrian

The crowd yells for more!

Phil and Adrian backstage chillin'

After the show, with a late flight scheduled the next day, the BWW boys headed over to a house party hosted by some of the new friends they’d met at the venue. The apartment, in a converted cookie factory (did you know that Boston was the birthplace of the Fig Newton?), was the perfect chill out spot. The guys hung out, shooting pool, drinking beer and talking bollocks till the sun came up – what better way to end the first leg of their summer jaunt.

Leigh, Owen and Annabella

Annabella and Adam

Bow Wow Wow and The Star Spangles

Adrian’s Tip of the day: “Don’t drink till 5 am when you have a head-cold”