the setup

landed in austin and hit the ground running with about 20 minutes to get to our first show, an outdoor house-party with eat skull and a million others. we were planning to stay at the all-band tent-city at the house, when a certain radsman named jay howell phoned in to tell me he, ferris plock and arlo jamrog were being flown out by the keep a breast organization to paint a mural during SXSW, and that they had a sweet (suite) hotel room we could crash at the local embassy suites. sorry punks, but that's how we roll.