Okay, maybe the heart of rock n roll isn't in Cleveland, but the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame is. But we didn't play there, we played at the House of Blues in Cleveland, which was pretty nice as far as venues go. They fed us lunch, dinner, and after show snack. I felt like they were fattening us up so they could make us all into soup at the end of the night.
The show was great. Josh Radin is actually from Cleveland, so the crowd was very attentive and receptive. Miho and I sang on a tune with Jim Bianco, which was really fun. Apparently, he's usually accompanied by burlesque dancers. We're no Pussycat Dolls, but we added estrogenic flavor.
I'm pretty exhausted. We're in the day room, getting ready to get back to the bus. The hail's coming down sporadically like rock salt. Can't believe it's almost over! Last show happens on my birthday. In Cincinnati.
Conversation between me and Miho:
GANDA: We're going to be in Cincinnati for my birthday. What are we going to do, eat Cincinnati chili over spaghetti?
MIHO: NO, Ganda. No beans on your birthday!
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