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February 22, 2006

Home, Sweet Home

Written by Girth McDürchstein on February 22, 2006 2:16 PM
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Monday night, Carl and I stayed in a California bordertown called Blythe. It’s a nice little town; I’ve stayed there on many occasions after cross-country trips. We got up bright and early on Tuesday morning to make the last leg of our trek. The ride was familiar, as often on trips or tours we end up taking I-10 back to L.A. Around Palm Springs, the Interstate widens and the traffic starts to build and build, and before you know it you’re suddenly in the metro area. The L.A. area’s unfortunate suburban-like sprawl allows the city to just creep up on you, and before you know it you’re hitting that bizarre 10-110-5-101 mess, and you know you’re home.

In addition to the apartment Margo and I share in Studio City, I have a small loft/workspace near Miracle Mile, so Carl and I headed there first with what little necessities we had. Carlos should be here by Friday with the rest of our shit, and then it’s back to the old Paint Shaker in Hollywood to resume recording. We’ll do that by day, and in the evening’s we’ll hit the club scene and try to scout for potential new players. If we can’t find anyone, we’ll post flyers for auditions.

I have a strange, wonderful feeling about this, the second rebirth of Abysmal Crucifix. I can’t tell you how excited I am about it.

For now, we’re just going to relax and settle in. Carl hasn’t spent much time in L.A., so I’m going to take him around a bit, show him my old haunts, the sites of all those bizarre celebrity murders, suicides, and drug overdoses—touristy stuff, but fun. Then we’re gonna hit up the House of Pies and eat them out of pie-house and home. It’s gonna be fuckin’ awesome!

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