Life on the road inevitably claims its own. The long, twisting descent into drugs and darkness begins:
Here are some pics from 11/7 while we were in Grand Isle, VT (before our show in Burlington) taking in some sights on the "American" side of the Canadian border.
Lake Champlain, Vermont
We were this close to Canada. Seriously. We went to the border and there was one guy guarding like a five mile stretch. Can you imagine if we had been deranged?

It's hard to believe, but it's been a solid month on tour. We're all ready to kill each other. Well, not really. But if Jacob winks at me one more time...
There's been so much to see and do in a short amount of time. We've met some wonderful people and some very strange people. If you're reading this, you know who you are.
We're finishing up the Northeast leg of the trip without too many nicks and scrapes. We're in Ohio tomorrow, which I'm told 'rocks,' and looping up through Michigan after that before finishing in Champaign next Friday night.
I don't think any of us will be the same after this tour. It's taken a lot out of us but it's been extremely rewarding.
Talk later,
Brady