The show over the weekend went well. We’re still working out some songs and I still have some lyrics to sweat over but the new stuff took the limelight. The scene was more of a DJ kind of crowd so the electronic stuff went over the best. We’re adamant - wait, shit, I just got that. Adam Ant. Huh… Well anyway, fuck it. We’re keeping it simple and it’s working.

We took I95 the whole way down and traffic was terrible. I need to get an EZ pass.. At around 5pm, somewhere in Maryland at about 70mph, we all of a sudden heard the worst sound of screeching tires to our left. I was driving and looked out the window and saw a bluish sedan, out of control and sideways, careening toward the front left of the van. I could see the guy at the wheel yank it left as hard as he could when it was about a foot away from blasting into us. He managed to miss us completely and spin out into the guard rail in the center of the highway. The whole thing lasted about 1 second.

We lucked out.. He missed us. We made the show and all was right with the world. But I kept thinking about the timeline involved. Earlier, at a rest area, I had filled up the tank while the guys went to the can, and after the tank was full I went myself. But if I hadn’t gone and just hit the road, we would have been at least a few miles ahead of this guy. Then again, if we weren’t there in the first place, he may have never lost control while trying to overtake us. The combination of things that have to go right in order for something to go wrong is mind bending. 

Tony