Hi guys,
James here. Sorry it's been a while, but as you can see below I've been up to quite a bit...
Detroit – October 19th
Today went to play football with Starsailor and the rest of my band at the Soccerdome in Detroit against some expat soccer coaches we had played earlier in the year. We whipped them. The Fox is a beautiful old theatre that was restored some twenty years ago. The dome in the roof is amazing and it is a special place to play. The concert, however, was s**t. Just goes to show, you can’t rely on the venue. I blame my band.
Indianapolis - October 20th
This is our first time in Indianapolis, and we’re playing another baseball arena. Foolishly they left the arena golf carts unguarded at the end of the night, and we discovered they were capable of outrunning the overweight security guards, who were probably dependent on them. We were asked to leave.
Champaign – October 21st
A concert on campus at the University of Illinois where their rules meant we had to do a dry show. No alcohol on the premises. Ben struggled to get through the show, and we left rapidly for a pool hall.
Chicago – October 23rd
The Aragon ballroom is untypical of our American venues in that it was a general admission standing show. A bitterly cold day was enlivened by a great crowd. Here’s a description of the concert from Malcolm’s perspective:“So, there I was, onstage with James Blunt and his lovely band at the Chicago Aragon Ballroom in front of approximately 3000 people. We were playing our new, especially-for-the-Yanks, cover of 'Breakfast in America' by Supertramp. It's six songs into the set, and in the middle of the song, the 'la-la-la-la' bit, we break down to just kick drum and audience-participation hand claps. James always gets up from the piano and roams the stage, whipping the crowd into a frothing mess, and sometimes he jumps off the stage, runs into the audience and randomly hugs people before coming back for the final chorus. You can imagine the reaction this generates. Last night, the audience was all standing, and there was a photographers pit closed off in front of the stage, which by this point in the gig was patrolled by security men. James jumped the 8 feet or so into the pit in order that he could run along the front row and high-five the drooling teenagers, but as he hit the floor, one of the security guys, who was facing the audience, sensed an alien presence behind him. Quick as a flash, he turned round, saw that a long-haired guy had crossed the barrier and hit James with the hardest rugby tackle I've ever seen, knocking him clean off his feet onto his back. The guy, who was about 15 stone and 6ft tall (James is 5'8'' and about 10 stone, I'd say), then lay on top of James, pinning him to the ground while waiting for reinforcements. The other security, who knew what had happened were stood, open-mouthed, watching, paralysed with confusion and shock. The front few rows, similarly, were dumbstruck. The band played on, trying not to piss themselves. The crew just pissed themselves. James, through his own laughter, said to the lump on top of him "Excuse me, I'm James Blunt". The lump looked at him, looked at the stage, saw that James wasn't on it and realised that there was just a chance that the poor guy underneath him might be telling the truth, and let him get up. James rose like a phoenix, arms aloft, soaking up the moment, celebrating his freedom, climbed a barrier to whip the audience up and then continued his run along the front row, eventually returning to the safety of the stage. Which, by then, was full of people openly, uncontrollably and joyfully wetting themselves with laughter.”
The embarrassed and apologetic security man came and had a drink with us after the show. We adjourned to an old bar nearby that used to be “frequented by Al Capone”.
Milwaukee – October 24th
The Eagles Ballroom has a reputation for being haunted and the blood flowed early early as my tour manager slashed his figures whilst cutting a lemon… I’m not allowed to cut lemons for that exact reason. Another standing venue, it was good with the crowd so close to the stage.
Afterwards, we toured the dark, disused, empty swimming pool downstairs where the ghosts of two small girls apparently roamed. I swear I caught them watching me in the shower. Its bitterly cold again as we head south.
St. Louis – October 25th
The Baseball World Series was taking place tonight in St. Louis with the Cardinals versus the Tigers. Unsurprisingly, we came off second best in this competition for attention in town, even though the non-stop rain saw the match eventually washed out. It was dry in the venue though and we had a good time and so did both the people in the audience.
Kansas – October 26th
Not the nicest of neighbourhoods. The burnt out tree surround by cooked apples was a bizarre sight, but matched the burnt houses nearby. The little care packages of cookies and condoms from some of our boardies were much appreciated, and the cold and rain did nothing to dampen the enthusiasm of the crowd.
Denver – October 28th
Entering into the spirit of the Halloween weekend, the crew wore costumes through the show. The Grim Reaper waving his scythe as Al Gore warned the audience of the impending end of the world in the clip from An Inconvenient Truth was perfect. A lot of the crowd were also dressed up and the Wizard of Oz dancing away along with Snow White and some other fairy tale characters made for a great view from the stage. The band gave me a huge neon sign to liven up backstage reading “Blunty’s Nightclub – where everybody’s beautiful.”
Omaha – October 29th
More costumes appearing as Halloween grows closer, the Qwest Center. The aftershow party was like taking candy from a child. What on earth does that mean? Who writes this stuff?
Minneapolis – October 30th
A great old theatre venue, the backstage was classically decrepit and we huddled together in the warmth of a single room. Mrs Rhino sent gifts which were much appreciated by the band and crew on of those days where the catering failed to excite. By the time we left the building it was down to around – 15 Celsius with the wind-chill factor and snow was on the way. I asked various groupies to sleep with me so that I might not die of cold in my bunk. Without this service, many band members around the world might not be with us today. We owe you.
Winnipeg – October 31st
We were woken up by the Canadian customs and immigration at about 6am as we crossed the border. It had snowed heavily in the night, meaning all three buses and four trucks were running late. We trooped into the immigration waiting room in our pyjamas and were processed without too much fuss. Ben was in a foul mood and refused to give autographs. We saw our trucks still there at customs and knew it would be an all hands to the pumps situation when we got to the venue. Big up the crew. Finally, it really was Halloween and the Canadian crowd really went for it with many people in costumes. Our soundman, Dan, wore a huge, winged dragon costume, and could obviously not hear anything. It was a powerful emotional show tonight and proved to be a cathartic experience for the whole band.
Edmonton – November 2nd
We visited this venue yesterday to watch the ice hockey - the Edmonton Oilers vs. Nashville. Sadly, the home team lost 4-3. We have big crowds here in Canada, and it’s always an amazing sight to see all the mobile phones being held up in the darkness in the encore.
Calgary - November 3rd
You guessed it – it’s still cold and snowy. An anticipated 10,000+ crowd made everyone very excited as we got ready for this show in cowboy country. The old posters for the Calgary Stampede in the surrounding buildings were fascinating to look at. Last time I was here I was arrested.
Vancouver - November 5th
The last Canadian show of the tour, and the local branch of MSF sent down some volunteers to leaflet people and spread awareness. This effort was made doubly rewarding by the large sum raised tonight. I have been consistently amazed by people’s generosity for this cause. It was also great to meet people who had been out working for MSF abroad and who could reaffirm how urgently the money we were raising was needed. Even with this large crowd, there was a sense of intimacy in the ice hockey arena and it was a good way to end our run of Canadian shows.
Everett - November 6th
After some lively times in Canada, tonight was a more sedate affair and none the band felt they all played well. A rare occasion - we failed to party the night away and instead ordered some Chinese food and retired to the bus to watch The Princess Bride. Beardy’s choice.
Portland - November 7th
We woke early for breakfast radio in Portland. I had a bizarre conversation live on air with a confused woman who had thought “You’re Beautiful” was about our relationship together in the 1970’s, prior in fact to my birth. Off to the next station where Paul and I played a spirited version of “Wise Men” in a broom closet studio before we descended upon the Apple Store to quench our tour manager’s Mac addiction.
Sacramento - November 9th
California, baby. Whilst dining outside for the first time in weeks, the tour manager, along with other diners, was subjected to an unexplained verbal assault from a street person. The lady concerned then dug deep into her velour tracksuit, pulled out a poo, and threaten the assembled diners. The threat quickly became an effective missile, which emptied the restaurant. No one was seriously injured in the incident.
San Jose - November 10th
A big events hall on campus at the State University, tonight saw the return of our regular soundman, Mike, from paternity leave. He’s very old and practically deaf, so the fact that he’s just had a child and is our soundman is amazing. The auction was won by some very generous people and it was nice to meet with them before slowly slipping off into the night.
Oakland - November 11th and 12th
This part of the beautiful Bay Area that is sadly very run down, and although we were playing in the beautiful Paramount Theatre, which is a fine art deco building, the rest of the neighbourhood was sadly not in the same condition. We did another soundcheck session for the Grammys school initiative and it was a pleasure to meet people so enthusiastic about music. The gong fulfilled its Spinal Tap potential as it only just made it down from the ceiling to a height where I could hit it. The luxury of two nights in one venue meant that we could party with the road crew as they didn't have to load all the equipment out. Its fair to say they gave us some lessons in drinking and the second show day passed to the quiet fizz of alka seltzer and the rustle of Tylenol packets as we recovered en masse in time for show number two.
Los Angeles - November 13th
A promo day today, spent mainly at NBC where I played on the Ellen Degeneres show. She was great fun. I had to record “My Triangle” for Sesame Street before the all important In and Out Burger on the way to San Diego.
San Diego - November 14th
Hometown to several of our American touring crew, it was raining heavily as we set off for more breakfast radio and television. This caused chaos on the roads as it such a rare event in Southern California, and lead to many accidents and traffic jams. At the NBC studios, we met another James H Blunt who was one of their security team. He proved to be a charming man who had suffered much teasing over his name, and we closed the show being interviewed together and swapping his name badge for my tour pass. Off to soundcheck at the I Pay One Arena, which is a rather decrepit place that had been one of the first arenas in America.
Los Angeles - November 15th
A crucial day. My band and Starsailor had a game of soccer arranged against Robbie Williams and his team. We had revenge in mind after the kicking we received on our last encounter. It was a great game, and in the end, although the result still went against us, it was a much closer than before and everyone returned to the venue sweaty, bruised, and bleeding but happy.
As for the show, the Gibson amphitheatre is a wonderful space to both perform in and to watch a concert. This was really our first proper concert in Los Angeles as previously we had missed it out to play the Coachella festival instead. It was a great evening, and one of the stand-out nights of the tour as the whole band really clicked and the crowd reaction was great.
Los Angeles again - November 16th
The show today was a special benefit concert for Doctors Without Borders/MSF, at the much smaller House of Blues on Sunset Strip. Thanks to the hard work of my publicist, this show had gained many column inches in the local and national press to help spread awareness of the charity and its work around the world, which in many ways justified the event on its own.
We insisted every single penny we would have been paid by the club (over $26,000) went directly to the charity, and played a set without any of our usual trimmings to a fantastic crowd of many long-term fans from all over the world who had come out for the end of the tour. The charity auction is well on the way to raising a large sum too…
Phoenix - November 17th
The penultimate night of the world tour. This was a strange day, as everyone suddenly started gathering up all their possessions and tried to fit them back into bulging suitcases ready for the journey home. More and more familiar faces appearing in the front of the crowds as the message board contingent swelled before we hit Las Vegas. Phoenix was a nice old style theatre and it was good to finish the tour in full production mode to a sell out crowd in a city we had never played in before.
Las Vegas - November 18th
If you have never been to Las Vegas then it truly is a sight to behold, and one I’m not even going to attempt to describe here. We were playing a small 2,000-capacity club in the Hard Rock Casino, that meant we could fit very little of our normal show in, despite tickets being twice as expensive as any of our other shows - true Vegas style. We were sold out, but on in town the same night were Streisand, Toni Braxton, Jay Z amongst many others. It's the Blackpool of America… except its summer all the time. Tonight also saw supporters from all round the world come to see the Last Show of the World Tour. Many of them are active on the message board and there was a great deal of anticipation in the air. From the moment Starsailor walked out, the crowd erupted and never seemed to go quiet again, by the time we hit the stage it was like the Cup Final. As we came to the moment when the gong would normally appear from the heavens, I looked around to see it being carried on by the two tallest men on the tour and being guarded by two midget policemen waving truncheons. If this was a shock for the crowd, it was even more so for the band who were doubled up with laughter at the bizarre sight. We walked back for the encore, started “1973” and 5 dancing girls appeared from the wings. The tour manager had been out trawling the streets again… As they departed, I had wondered what else could be inflicted on the stage, but in the end it was left for the songs to speak for themselves as we bowed out on a fantastic eighteen months of full band touring, two years since myself and Beardy took the duo show out for the first time. As the hall emptied, myself and the band went out for a mass photo with the 120 or so uber-fans from the message board to say thank you for their incredible support around the world.
Then we got very, very drunk…………….
Over the Fall Tour, people donated over $150,000 from the auction for the charity. Combined with what we raised in Los Angeles, and the other tours, between us all we have easily cleared the $200,000 mark. Doctors Without Borders were really touched. Thank you to everyone who got involved. Go to http://www.msf.org/ if you want to check out what they are all about.
James.
x
James here. Sorry it's been a while, but as you can see below I've been up to quite a bit...
Detroit – October 19th
Today went to play football with Starsailor and the rest of my band at the Soccerdome in Detroit against some expat soccer coaches we had played earlier in the year. We whipped them. The Fox is a beautiful old theatre that was restored some twenty years ago. The dome in the roof is amazing and it is a special place to play. The concert, however, was s**t. Just goes to show, you can’t rely on the venue. I blame my band.
Indianapolis - October 20th
This is our first time in Indianapolis, and we’re playing another baseball arena. Foolishly they left the arena golf carts unguarded at the end of the night, and we discovered they were capable of outrunning the overweight security guards, who were probably dependent on them. We were asked to leave.
Champaign – October 21st
A concert on campus at the University of Illinois where their rules meant we had to do a dry show. No alcohol on the premises. Ben struggled to get through the show, and we left rapidly for a pool hall.
Chicago – October 23rd
The Aragon ballroom is untypical of our American venues in that it was a general admission standing show. A bitterly cold day was enlivened by a great crowd. Here’s a description of the concert from Malcolm’s perspective:“So, there I was, onstage with James Blunt and his lovely band at the Chicago Aragon Ballroom in front of approximately 3000 people. We were playing our new, especially-for-the-Yanks, cover of 'Breakfast in America' by Supertramp. It's six songs into the set, and in the middle of the song, the 'la-la-la-la' bit, we break down to just kick drum and audience-participation hand claps. James always gets up from the piano and roams the stage, whipping the crowd into a frothing mess, and sometimes he jumps off the stage, runs into the audience and randomly hugs people before coming back for the final chorus. You can imagine the reaction this generates. Last night, the audience was all standing, and there was a photographers pit closed off in front of the stage, which by this point in the gig was patrolled by security men. James jumped the 8 feet or so into the pit in order that he could run along the front row and high-five the drooling teenagers, but as he hit the floor, one of the security guys, who was facing the audience, sensed an alien presence behind him. Quick as a flash, he turned round, saw that a long-haired guy had crossed the barrier and hit James with the hardest rugby tackle I've ever seen, knocking him clean off his feet onto his back. The guy, who was about 15 stone and 6ft tall (James is 5'8'' and about 10 stone, I'd say), then lay on top of James, pinning him to the ground while waiting for reinforcements. The other security, who knew what had happened were stood, open-mouthed, watching, paralysed with confusion and shock. The front few rows, similarly, were dumbstruck. The band played on, trying not to piss themselves. The crew just pissed themselves. James, through his own laughter, said to the lump on top of him "Excuse me, I'm James Blunt". The lump looked at him, looked at the stage, saw that James wasn't on it and realised that there was just a chance that the poor guy underneath him might be telling the truth, and let him get up. James rose like a phoenix, arms aloft, soaking up the moment, celebrating his freedom, climbed a barrier to whip the audience up and then continued his run along the front row, eventually returning to the safety of the stage. Which, by then, was full of people openly, uncontrollably and joyfully wetting themselves with laughter.”
The embarrassed and apologetic security man came and had a drink with us after the show. We adjourned to an old bar nearby that used to be “frequented by Al Capone”.
Milwaukee – October 24th
The Eagles Ballroom has a reputation for being haunted and the blood flowed early early as my tour manager slashed his figures whilst cutting a lemon… I’m not allowed to cut lemons for that exact reason. Another standing venue, it was good with the crowd so close to the stage.
Afterwards, we toured the dark, disused, empty swimming pool downstairs where the ghosts of two small girls apparently roamed. I swear I caught them watching me in the shower. Its bitterly cold again as we head south.
St. Louis – October 25th
The Baseball World Series was taking place tonight in St. Louis with the Cardinals versus the Tigers. Unsurprisingly, we came off second best in this competition for attention in town, even though the non-stop rain saw the match eventually washed out. It was dry in the venue though and we had a good time and so did both the people in the audience.
Kansas – October 26th
Not the nicest of neighbourhoods. The burnt out tree surround by cooked apples was a bizarre sight, but matched the burnt houses nearby. The little care packages of cookies and condoms from some of our boardies were much appreciated, and the cold and rain did nothing to dampen the enthusiasm of the crowd.
Denver – October 28th
Entering into the spirit of the Halloween weekend, the crew wore costumes through the show. The Grim Reaper waving his scythe as Al Gore warned the audience of the impending end of the world in the clip from An Inconvenient Truth was perfect. A lot of the crowd were also dressed up and the Wizard of Oz dancing away along with Snow White and some other fairy tale characters made for a great view from the stage. The band gave me a huge neon sign to liven up backstage reading “Blunty’s Nightclub – where everybody’s beautiful.”
Omaha – October 29th
More costumes appearing as Halloween grows closer, the Qwest Center. The aftershow party was like taking candy from a child. What on earth does that mean? Who writes this stuff?
Minneapolis – October 30th
A great old theatre venue, the backstage was classically decrepit and we huddled together in the warmth of a single room. Mrs Rhino sent gifts which were much appreciated by the band and crew on of those days where the catering failed to excite. By the time we left the building it was down to around – 15 Celsius with the wind-chill factor and snow was on the way. I asked various groupies to sleep with me so that I might not die of cold in my bunk. Without this service, many band members around the world might not be with us today. We owe you.
Winnipeg – October 31st
We were woken up by the Canadian customs and immigration at about 6am as we crossed the border. It had snowed heavily in the night, meaning all three buses and four trucks were running late. We trooped into the immigration waiting room in our pyjamas and were processed without too much fuss. Ben was in a foul mood and refused to give autographs. We saw our trucks still there at customs and knew it would be an all hands to the pumps situation when we got to the venue. Big up the crew. Finally, it really was Halloween and the Canadian crowd really went for it with many people in costumes. Our soundman, Dan, wore a huge, winged dragon costume, and could obviously not hear anything. It was a powerful emotional show tonight and proved to be a cathartic experience for the whole band.
Edmonton – November 2nd
We visited this venue yesterday to watch the ice hockey - the Edmonton Oilers vs. Nashville. Sadly, the home team lost 4-3. We have big crowds here in Canada, and it’s always an amazing sight to see all the mobile phones being held up in the darkness in the encore.
Calgary - November 3rd
You guessed it – it’s still cold and snowy. An anticipated 10,000+ crowd made everyone very excited as we got ready for this show in cowboy country. The old posters for the Calgary Stampede in the surrounding buildings were fascinating to look at. Last time I was here I was arrested.
Vancouver - November 5th
The last Canadian show of the tour, and the local branch of MSF sent down some volunteers to leaflet people and spread awareness. This effort was made doubly rewarding by the large sum raised tonight. I have been consistently amazed by people’s generosity for this cause. It was also great to meet people who had been out working for MSF abroad and who could reaffirm how urgently the money we were raising was needed. Even with this large crowd, there was a sense of intimacy in the ice hockey arena and it was a good way to end our run of Canadian shows.
Everett - November 6th
After some lively times in Canada, tonight was a more sedate affair and none the band felt they all played well. A rare occasion - we failed to party the night away and instead ordered some Chinese food and retired to the bus to watch The Princess Bride. Beardy’s choice.
Portland - November 7th
We woke early for breakfast radio in Portland. I had a bizarre conversation live on air with a confused woman who had thought “You’re Beautiful” was about our relationship together in the 1970’s, prior in fact to my birth. Off to the next station where Paul and I played a spirited version of “Wise Men” in a broom closet studio before we descended upon the Apple Store to quench our tour manager’s Mac addiction.
Sacramento - November 9th
California, baby. Whilst dining outside for the first time in weeks, the tour manager, along with other diners, was subjected to an unexplained verbal assault from a street person. The lady concerned then dug deep into her velour tracksuit, pulled out a poo, and threaten the assembled diners. The threat quickly became an effective missile, which emptied the restaurant. No one was seriously injured in the incident.
San Jose - November 10th
A big events hall on campus at the State University, tonight saw the return of our regular soundman, Mike, from paternity leave. He’s very old and practically deaf, so the fact that he’s just had a child and is our soundman is amazing. The auction was won by some very generous people and it was nice to meet with them before slowly slipping off into the night.
Oakland - November 11th and 12th
This part of the beautiful Bay Area that is sadly very run down, and although we were playing in the beautiful Paramount Theatre, which is a fine art deco building, the rest of the neighbourhood was sadly not in the same condition. We did another soundcheck session for the Grammys school initiative and it was a pleasure to meet people so enthusiastic about music. The gong fulfilled its Spinal Tap potential as it only just made it down from the ceiling to a height where I could hit it. The luxury of two nights in one venue meant that we could party with the road crew as they didn't have to load all the equipment out. Its fair to say they gave us some lessons in drinking and the second show day passed to the quiet fizz of alka seltzer and the rustle of Tylenol packets as we recovered en masse in time for show number two.
Los Angeles - November 13th
A promo day today, spent mainly at NBC where I played on the Ellen Degeneres show. She was great fun. I had to record “My Triangle” for Sesame Street before the all important In and Out Burger on the way to San Diego.
San Diego - November 14th
Hometown to several of our American touring crew, it was raining heavily as we set off for more breakfast radio and television. This caused chaos on the roads as it such a rare event in Southern California, and lead to many accidents and traffic jams. At the NBC studios, we met another James H Blunt who was one of their security team. He proved to be a charming man who had suffered much teasing over his name, and we closed the show being interviewed together and swapping his name badge for my tour pass. Off to soundcheck at the I Pay One Arena, which is a rather decrepit place that had been one of the first arenas in America.
Los Angeles - November 15th
A crucial day. My band and Starsailor had a game of soccer arranged against Robbie Williams and his team. We had revenge in mind after the kicking we received on our last encounter. It was a great game, and in the end, although the result still went against us, it was a much closer than before and everyone returned to the venue sweaty, bruised, and bleeding but happy.
As for the show, the Gibson amphitheatre is a wonderful space to both perform in and to watch a concert. This was really our first proper concert in Los Angeles as previously we had missed it out to play the Coachella festival instead. It was a great evening, and one of the stand-out nights of the tour as the whole band really clicked and the crowd reaction was great.
Los Angeles again - November 16th
The show today was a special benefit concert for Doctors Without Borders/MSF, at the much smaller House of Blues on Sunset Strip. Thanks to the hard work of my publicist, this show had gained many column inches in the local and national press to help spread awareness of the charity and its work around the world, which in many ways justified the event on its own.
We insisted every single penny we would have been paid by the club (over $26,000) went directly to the charity, and played a set without any of our usual trimmings to a fantastic crowd of many long-term fans from all over the world who had come out for the end of the tour. The charity auction is well on the way to raising a large sum too…
Phoenix - November 17th
The penultimate night of the world tour. This was a strange day, as everyone suddenly started gathering up all their possessions and tried to fit them back into bulging suitcases ready for the journey home. More and more familiar faces appearing in the front of the crowds as the message board contingent swelled before we hit Las Vegas. Phoenix was a nice old style theatre and it was good to finish the tour in full production mode to a sell out crowd in a city we had never played in before.
Las Vegas - November 18th
If you have never been to Las Vegas then it truly is a sight to behold, and one I’m not even going to attempt to describe here. We were playing a small 2,000-capacity club in the Hard Rock Casino, that meant we could fit very little of our normal show in, despite tickets being twice as expensive as any of our other shows - true Vegas style. We were sold out, but on in town the same night were Streisand, Toni Braxton, Jay Z amongst many others. It's the Blackpool of America… except its summer all the time. Tonight also saw supporters from all round the world come to see the Last Show of the World Tour. Many of them are active on the message board and there was a great deal of anticipation in the air. From the moment Starsailor walked out, the crowd erupted and never seemed to go quiet again, by the time we hit the stage it was like the Cup Final. As we came to the moment when the gong would normally appear from the heavens, I looked around to see it being carried on by the two tallest men on the tour and being guarded by two midget policemen waving truncheons. If this was a shock for the crowd, it was even more so for the band who were doubled up with laughter at the bizarre sight. We walked back for the encore, started “1973” and 5 dancing girls appeared from the wings. The tour manager had been out trawling the streets again… As they departed, I had wondered what else could be inflicted on the stage, but in the end it was left for the songs to speak for themselves as we bowed out on a fantastic eighteen months of full band touring, two years since myself and Beardy took the duo show out for the first time. As the hall emptied, myself and the band went out for a mass photo with the 120 or so uber-fans from the message board to say thank you for their incredible support around the world.
Then we got very, very drunk…………….
Over the Fall Tour, people donated over $150,000 from the auction for the charity. Combined with what we raised in Los Angeles, and the other tours, between us all we have easily cleared the $200,000 mark. Doctors Without Borders were really touched. Thank you to everyone who got involved. Go to http://www.msf.org/ if you want to check out what they are all about.
James.
x
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