the white rainbow rob walmart white fang tour: CH 1 Eugene

so its been about 5 days since we all got back from the white fang rob walmart white rainbow tour.
eugene

eugene was a dark and murky start, a semi-deserted dirty U of O affiliated co-op house next to another U of O freak scene co-op. these things were like frat houses gone Eugene-ian. The rob van was semi obscured by weird rocks, trees and shrubs. There were little parties all around. Everyone seemed extremely stoned and drunk. Basking in the isolation and bleakness of a summertime in a college town. I remember large trees lining the street. A million dilapidated couches and chairs on a long front porch leading to the door way. Like a gauntlet of weed and pabst cans. Cigarette butts. Signs that said "NO DRINKING OUTSIDE" being roundly ignored. A trap-door pully system made with bike parts to keep the front door shut. A dirty towel wedged in the flange to keep it from locking us all out. White Fang brought down a PA from the 70's. A young man down the alley played acoustic covers of Beatles songs with alarmingly good fake trumpet sound with his mouth from the moment we arrived until around 3 am. Every single leftist/radical political bumper sticker imaginable stuck to the two big sub zero fridges in the otherwise filthy communal kitchen. I played a dirty, feedback laden and pretty fucked up sounding set. I think I was tired and confused. I didn't look at the audience. Shit got pretty gnarly. I talked with the man who runs the Yume Bitsu myspace fan site about the history of Yume Bitsu. It fit too well into our collegiate surroundings. When he asked if Yume would ever get back together, it only took on look around the confused scene around us to say 'no' with full conviction. It's been 10 short years since i graduated from college, but there, in that place, it felt very, very far away. I suddenly and sharply felt old. I fell asleep on a couch in the common room while people laughed outside and stumbled inside to pee until the wee hours of the morning.