Gavin's Journal
08 March 2002

i'm in detroit.there are blinds-screens to the outside .there is a club called bouzouki-a strip joint .it has s peaker outside the door that blasts disco music up the street.it's quite entertaining.
the show was hot.on many levels.
this tour so far has been pretty crazy.so many fans reaching out and spurring us on.
we are in a good state.chris is working out good and you know nigel is a tough act to follow on guitar.
but chris is a different animal.it's all good.
the insomnia reigns still.and last night i went through leterary sensations wandering my hotel room looking for answers.
so much stuff coming up and then a thought a flick to mental tennis and where to hit the ball and all moments and reflections that life is just timing.
swing and be damned.
the red wings are out hockey team due to their support and playing of our songs ,from time to time i hear,on the ice .
we want them to win always.
so back to the touring life
this journal my late night friend.my confidante.
how is the tour?who's watching?
energy is low but spirit is high.i need a day of no movement.two weeks straight is too much.
life is good though.the signing after tonight was crazy.hgundreds of people,in fact possibly a fair portion of the crowd stayed for signings and recordings and memories.
i'll stay with you.i will.you'll see.
what next -well columbus tomorrow-that's a trip.what's the history.is it what i think??by the sea by any chance???
it's getting warmer and the scarf is being ignored.thank god for that.
we leave midday.maybe a sandwich and some tea for the bus.
then sleep we hope.
otherwise some levitation and bakery.
be well
be everything you can
no panic in detroit
gavin