Prior to the show, I was sitting in some shade with this dude I'd never met before, shooting the breeze...he tells me this crazy story involving guns, an attempted kidnapping of one of his friends...Intense, freaky Southern stuff.

At one point, he's like..."my dad didn't give much advice, but one thing he did say was that if you bring a gun with you, you must be prepared to take someone's life."

Then, PYITE started. Boom. I had to take cover from some chompers and ran towards the soundboard. I remember moving through people to Maze...just going and going and going. Intense stuff.

Scents and Subtle Sounds did some serious MRI brain scanning work on me. Mike's bass did magic tricks and cured some diseases I didn't even know I had. Weekapaug did some brainscan work as well. I love Week because it sounds happy, but it actually shakes you about in a kind of wicked way...like an uncle that gets a little too intense while tickling.

By the end of YEM, I was real sleepy...like how I feel after a day of skiing. Went back to my car for some real solid sleep. What a time.