Found this on slashdot a few days ago..

Deja vu 'recreated in laboratory'
"In deja vu, this second process may occur by mistake, so that a feeling of familiarity is triggered by a novel object or scene."

Tour Finale and shit

Ok, so I fell a little behind on the tour journal.
Tuesday night we left the comfort of Eric's Kentucky home, to drive through the night to Lorain, OH. We follow our directions exactly, locate the club, realize that we can't park on that street at the moment, and park around the corner. A couple of us jump out to go scope out the place. And then it clicks that we have at least ten hours before load-in, because it's seven o clock in the fucking morning. Haha.
We went to some diner, and then went to Ohio Beach, and swam in some dirty water. I slept for a while in the van, and had some strange dream that really tweaked me out at the time, but now I can't recall what it was about. Some girl told us that the only mall was really far away and had nothing in it. After killing all the time we could at the beach, we sought out the mall, to try to assassinate the rest of our boredom. It wasn't far at all, and it was pretty huge.
The show ended up being pretty awesome, because we saw and met Winds of Plague, For The Fallen Dreams, A Love Ends Suicide, and long time Recon pals CDC. This began the final and awesome leg of the tour, in which we pretty much just hung out with the aforementioned bands.
This was the second show on tour where we tried to skip the intro and got muscled into playing it at as an encore.
After the show was a clusterfuck of trying to figure out how to best and most safely make it to Auburn, NY, the next day. We ended up driving through the night until we couldn't drive no more, and then passed out at the first motel in the State of New York. Only downside is that we made our final pass through PA without seeing any Sheetz.
WEDNESDAY:
Woke up, yada yada, drove to Auburn, Winds of Plague KILLED it, did a lot of broing down, had my first NY pizza in several days. Alisha (Chris's lady) drove four hours to the show and missed most of our set. It was so awesome to see her though. I just feel a little bad that she didn't get to see the whole thing.
THURSDAY:
WOP hooks us up with a show in Saugus, MA. Which is on a line from Auburn with Albany directly in the middle. We crash at Tony's. Excessive comfort. Head to MA. Boston traffic is ridiculous. We arrive at the show and have ten minutes before we are to play. I think it's safe to say that we killed it. I was in ridiculous mood when we played, and it is, for better or for worse, documented on www.returntothepit.com and www.spinkickphotography.com. I can't explain any of those faces. I ripped the end of my strap off.
The last three bands suddenly have thirty minutes among then to play. What the F. WOP kills it again, and one of their dudes did the same thing to his guitar strap as I did to mine.
FRIDAY:
We end up not playing the Sworn Enemy show in Utica. We end up commandeering our way onto a WOP, CDC, ALES show in Saratoga. It was an awesome homecoming, a lot of our friends came out, it was great. Sketchy Wal Mart parking lot barbeque afterwards. I refused to purchase anything from Wally World. WOP crashed at my place. Best houseguests ever.

MUCH THANKS TO ALL OF MY NEW FRIENDS:
Eric, Erik, Karl, Brad, Tara, Sarah, etc... too many to name in NC, Kari, Anthony, Rachel, DYANNA, Jenn from AL, Eric Edge (good to finally hang), Kelli in Auburn, all my new friends in Winds of Plague, A Love Ends Suicide, For The Fallen Dreams, CDC (even though I personally didn't really bro down with any of those dudes), Chris WOP for enduring my useless videogame knowledge.... I know I'm forgetting people. Sorry.
MUCH THANKS TO MY PRE-EXISTING FRIENDS:
Mike Mulholland, Paul Dove, Chris Roberts, Tony Diaz, Justin Louden, ROB, ERIN, Kelly L One One Eight, Dan LOR, Clarence LOR, Ian LOR... again, I'm going to forget people, so I'll just stop now.

Mike did a better job of documenting this: blog.myspace.com/mikewtf

Louisville

Saturday we drove to Memphis to do a sightseeing tour of the neighbourhoods mentioned on the Three 6 Mafia CD's and then play at a spot called The Rally Point. Show went really well. We thought no one was going to be into us, but kids started dancing as soon as we played. We skipped the intro, and then a few kids asked for it at the end of the set. So we ended up closing with the intro.
We then drove about nine hours through the night to crash with displaced Glens Falls native Eric Edge, who now lives in Louisville, KY. We had Sunday night and Monday night off, so we've just been hanging here in Louisville. Tonight (Monday), we drive the remaining six hours or so to Lorain, OH. We're taking Eric with us.

NC, AL

Ok. Wednesday, we played at the same skatepark in North Carolina. Show was good, we finally got to meet and see Deathblow (awesome band and dudes), we got to see Eric's band Element of One, this awesome band called Alarmed played, and I got blueballed for the second time this week on a Cro-Mags cover, by Iced Out. Had a talk with Aaron from Element of One about seperation of church and state, went to Denny's, and we got hooked up with a basement show for the next night with the help of our new friend Teddy.
Thursday was AWESOME. We were supposed to go cliff jumping or quarry swimming or something, but we ended up sleeping until 3 or something (again at Eric, Eric, and Carl's), then vegging out in front of I, Robot and Catwoman (bleeeagh), then heading off to 9 Dragon and then to the party house for the show. That's fine, last time I swam in a quarry I almost died.
Met a bunch of cool people at the house, then played one of the most fun sets this guy here has played in a lonnng time. I feel a little bad about a lot of furniture getting broken, but everyone went off, we opened with Thirteen as per Eric's birthday request. Brad and everyone else passed around a donation pitcher (thanks everyone for the donations!), and we sold a good amount of merch.
We left a few hours later, at like 4AM or something, and it was a hard thing to do. Can't wait to hit NC again.
On the nine million hour drive to Alabamarama, Chris and Tony saw a sign about sharks, so we took what we thought would be a short detour in Tennessee to an aquarium which ended up being an HOUR out of the way each way. And the aquarium was in some wierd fake tourist town, we were all half asleep, and when we finally walked the mile and a half from the parking spot to the aquarium, we saw that it was really fucking expensive, so we just walked back to the van and cursed the town.
When we finally got to the show, we were actually on time thanks to crossing the international time zone line or WHATEVER. A lot of kids were telling us that they had been looking forward to seeing us, and were buying shit before we even played. I took this as a good sign. I was right to do so. Kids were singing along, going nuts the whole time, it ruled. We ended up doing REALLY WELL in merch sales, which is awesome and great and glorious for a poor hardcore band such as ourselves, Recon.
Crashing at a hotel tonight. Wireless internet. Yeah son.

Gas stations in the South have many condiments for your coffees.

Lit by the glow of late night Mario 64.

Fuck Gatlingsburgh or whatever the fuck it's called

I don't, no.

Nope.

RECON tour update

OK.
Sunday, we left for Pennsylvania. Stopped to get gas, hit the highway, and about five minutes into the drive, someone pulls up and tells us that our trailer door was open. All the way open. How we missed this, I'll never know. And the fact that no one mentioned this at the gas station was kind of wierd. So we pull over, nothing is missing, and the padlock is even still chilling on the ledge. Awesome!
Back on the road. Half an hour later, we start overheating again. This was sort of expected. We stopped to get more coolant. Mike and Paul go to Stewarts. Stewarts has no coolant, and instead of suggesting the Sunoco around the corner, they send Mike and Paul through the woods to Home Depot, who of course didn't have coolant. So five years later, they come back, we go to Sunoco, and we get coolant. Everything is fine now. We get back on the highway, and not five minutes later, we hear a small explosion. We pull over, and apparently, part of our running board detached from the van and shredded the outer layer of our rear passenger side tire. FUCK. This was a new tire, too. Anyway, we call AAA, we get towed, we find a place that's open on a Sunday that can squeeze us in (though they didn't want to - the tow truck driver had to talk him into it), and we check out the mall while we're waiting for the tire to be replaced. At least two "hey, that guy is / those guys are in Recon" sightings in the mall. Yada yada, we get on the highway, try in vain to make it to the show, but Ben from Hangmen calls us when we're still three hours away and tells us that the show is almost over.

Oh yeah, and for the tow truck, everyone except for Mike got to ride in the van while it was on the flatbed.
We stopped at a gas station in the middle of Pennsylvania, and ran into the couple that told us about the trailer door. We changed direction and started heading towards Virginia for Monday night's show. Drove through the night, ended up in Virginia Beach around quarter to seven in the morning. Hung out all day, stole power from an outlet on the side of some building to charge our various gadgets, went swimming, saw sharks, got sunburned.
Played the show in Virginia Beach, Dan and Clarence from Loss of Reason came out, good times. Ian couldn't make it, but his girlfriend Diana did and took awesome pictures of us. We ended up staying with this girl Kari who was very hospitable. Ran into Johnny Cage is a Fake at the show, good times. Folly played as well, and they helped us get onto a show the next night in North Carolina which ended up being AWESOME. Now we're playing the same place the following night. A lot of shows are still getting added last minute, which is awesome.
I seem to have LOST MY FUCKING PHONE. Sucks.
Tonight we're staying with some dudes from North Carolina who are also very hospitable.

So, after getting two hours of sleep on Thursday night, went to work, and left early to make it to Tony's house on time to get to the CD release party. We should have left Tony's house around 4:30, but due to something I don't know about on the Glens Falls end of our operation (probably something stupid with the van), the rest of our band didn't get to Tony's house until about 6:30. Thankfully the show started late, so it was all working out. Until we had to pull over for a while when the van overheated halfway to the show (the show is just outside of Albany).
The show was GREAT, all the bands were awesome, In Unrest ended up making an appearance as well. Everyone was really supportive of us, we sold a lot of CD's and shirts, people gave us delicious baked goods, it was awesome all around. Thank you so much to Rob and Erin for all of the support always. Too bad it was getting kind of late to be playing DS with the aforementioned Rob and Erin at the end of the show.
After the show, we made it about ten minutes away from the show before running out of gas. I will make no attempt to explain why this was able to happen. Some state troopers reluctantly stopped by to see why we were stopped in the middle of a traffic circle, though, and then took Mike away to buy a gas can and some gas. Thankfully, they brought him back.
About three hours of sleep later, we start calling mechanics. There was no room at the inn, until Ernie's Quality Auto of Green Island came through and took care of us. Van is all set now, but we had to cancel today's appearance at the Edge Fest.
I just slept for about seven or eight hours, and when I woke up, Tony's furniture was all moved around and I was informed that there had been pizza, but that Mike ate all of it. And then went to the mall, so that I could not murder him until my rage subsided. Tony did save me a piece of pizza.
Tomorrow morning we leave for Altoona, PA and then THE WORLD.

Hey it's time for my lunch break.

First Host and Parasite show is tonight. Should have been the second, but hey, these things happen.
Host and Parasite is Jon Ricco on guitar, Josh Coletto on drums, Josh Turner on vocals, and myself on bass. Our songs are really short, and tonight we will only be playing six of them. But To Hell and Back, Irepress, and Tides are also playing, and the door price is something like $5, so it's a worthwhile investment. I might duck out early in order to pack up and do some last minute things before tour. Tomorrow, I leave in the morning to go to work, and then won't be home again until after the Recon tour.
Hey it's time for my lunch break.

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Starkweather in Dunmore

So, not this past weekend, but the weekend prior, I drove out to Dunmore, PA, to see Starkweather, one of the best bands ever in the history of bands. I left my apartment around 7:00 PM, which was pretty risky business, as the internet said that the show was scheduled to start around 8:00, and that the drive would require three hours. Usually, the internet is wrong about both of those things, but when I started to realize that it was suddenly right about the driving time, I started to worry if it would be right about showtime.
I made it into town shortly after 10:00. Fuck. I was full-on panicking at this point, especially when there was no bands playing upstairs. I started wondering if I missed the whole show. Looked around inside, didn't see any Starkweather dudes. I asked somebody who had played, and I was told that the show didn't start yet. SWEET. Except that this meant I had a long night ahead of me.
The apparent technical difficulties were just getting resolved, and the first band started around 10:30. They played Korn covers. Thankfully, I saw Todd from Starkweather at this point, and he directed me outside, met up with Rennie, good times were had.
The second band was a step up. Not really my thing, but they really tried. I mean they had really expensive equipment, played really tight, and tried to do something a little different with their timing, etc. I can respect that.
Starkweather started shortly thereafter, probably around 12:30. AWESOME set. This was my second time seeing them with Vincent Rosa on bass, and he thoroughly impressed me. The last time they played, back in November, was riddled with disaster and technical difficulties, ending in an abbreviated set. Everyone was dead on, all the little fills and nuances, everything. It was a little hard to hear Todd on my side of the stage, but it was alright. They played most of Croatoan, plus Murder in Technicolor. Glorious. Word is that a new new song would have been played at the end of the set, were it not prevented by Harry's kick pedal falling apart.
Dunmore was a weird town. Hung out with the Starkweather dudes for a little bit after the show, then when I finally hit the road it was about 2:00. FUCK. Between getting lost once or twice and stopping at a couple of rest areas to catch some sleep, I made it home at about 7:00 AM. Had to get up around 9:00 to meet up with Host and Parasite (one of my bands) for a recording session. These missing hours of sleep have yet to find me.

Hello

I reserve the right to get bored with this shortly. I'll try to keep this updated with interesting* crap in case anyone is going to read it. If feasible, I'll try to document tour adventures here.

*probably not interesting at all