"Yeah, you heard. Apparently, it gets even worse. That's all I know or even want..."
"Yeah, you heard. Apparently, it gets even worse. That's all I know
or even want to know for now. We got robbed at the very end of tour in
a totally unreal, extremely sketchy series of events that still makes
no sense at all, only leads to paranoia, anger and a total loss of
faith. Passports, money, all the costs of the tour. Either way, whoever
did it, it was a bullet in the head, the end of the line. A sudden and
totally fucked up way for it to end, which I know will be fitting when
I look back on it. All we could do was play the show, badly, and go our
ways with whatever money we could muster. I hitched a ride back to
Prague with Tomas. Since I can't do a fucking thing about it, I'm going
to hang out with my girl, and friends, stare at some Czech mountains
and try not to think about it. Needless to say, all outstanding plans
are off. All this shit aside, thanks to everyone that helped out and
travelled from all over for the shows on this tour, all the kids and
bands we played and stayed with. Minus a few fucked up shows, it was
probably the best tour we ever had. Thanks everyone for your good
wishes. I'll elaborate when I'm home next week, for now - yes it's
true, and yes it's over."