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Tour mornings -- which can often actually occur in the afternoon -- mean one very important thing for me, and that is coffee. Luckily, Brooklyn is full of it, and after grabbing some strong black, I grab a bagel at The Lodge on Grand Street and watch young Brooklyn couples pass by enjoying their Saturday morning.

Eventually we reassemble at Daniel's and make our way back to I-95 towards Providence.

Providence has a long and storied history in our line of work, thanks to folks from Lightning Bolt all the way back to H.P. Lovecraft.

R.I.S.D. and Brown mean the town is packed full of intelligent and creative young people who are always up to something interesting.

We've been playing this town for years, and it's always been one of our favorites.

Our show tonight is at the Living Room, named thusly because one wall has a fireplace on it. Other than that, it doesn't really remind anyone of a living room -- unless your house happens to be a huge, filthy, dark concrete building that used to be some sort of mafia-owned restaurant, a reminder of Providence's celebrated history of corruption.

A well-meaning mistake by the promoter has meant a total of six bands have been placed on the bill, so we have plenty of time to visit with old friends before we play.

The large stage provides plenty of safety for equipment -- until some eager folks just climb right on stage. The guitar pedal casualties are thankfully kept to a minimum and we whip out a quadruple-time version of The Beatles' "Helter Skelter" for an encore.

We hole up in the warehouse home of our friend John from the band Daughters for the night and curl up with his mighty dog Justice and some bowls of ramen noodles.

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Phillip Price is the keyboard player for Wilkes-Barre-based band An Albatross.

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