We saw Ben franklin. Not really.

We learned on the drive in that we should avoid driving in Manhattan like the fucking plague. So we decided to head out on the BQE and ignore the English Lady's taunts and recalculating of exits. We soon turned her off and were now headed to Philadelphia for our last show of the week. We got there in plenty of time. To the detriment of Marty. Who hates to sit around. If he had it his way he would be helicoptered in just to play the show and then be whisked away after to play video games and have his balls washed by his own personal ball washer. Anyway... Great show! We got to see our friends Nick and Joesph from Far-Out Fangtooth. Who have a record just newly released by Siltbreeze. Gave Nick a big hug. It was good to see a few familiar faces. We smoked the place with our sounds,not to toot our own horns, just telling the truth. We were soon eating tacos and getting ready for the long trek home. Thanks Little Bar for having us. Sorry we couldn't stay and hangout. We hope to be back very soon.