We had a day off between dates so instead of flying back to New York we went to Dayton Ohio. If you've ever been to Dayton Ohio you know threres next to nothing there. Its like the Detroit of the Midwest. Jemz went to college there and had a mother and a couple friends in the area so me and sTERRYo were like fuck it, we'll check it out.
This was probably the most fun we had.
I wish i knew how but i woke up with a huge gash on my face and blood on my pillow the next day. Remnants of a night gone wild. So much for taking it easy on me Boston.
This was Zach our gracious host. He lived in a converted warehouse. Kinda like the ones in Bushwick only not as nice. There ain't much to do in Dayton so we found ways to past the time.
WEED. Our friend had a vaporizer. I Had smoked out of one once before and it didn't really phase me so i went in pretty hard. Hands down worst idea ever!!
EATING. this Mexican place was the only place to eat for miles so we went there for pretty much breakfast lunch and dinner. It was set up in what looked like an old dinner from the 50's. I wish id taken more pictures.
WALKING.
WALKING.
WALKING.
AND MORE WALKING.
AND STUDIO. The real reason we came is because Zach had converted an old factory space into a legit studio. We had played with the idea of flying out to Ohio and finishing our album there and get away from all the distractions in New York. This was our first time seeing it.
Zach told me this was where the factory supervisor worked. I'm pretty sure mad people got fired in this room. Now threres a soundboard and TV in it.
Every now and then we'd cruise around. I wish my camera hadn't died because i saw some pretty amazing stuff. Definitely alot of firsts. The city is ghost town. No people, no money, no housing, no stores so in some neighborhoods theres fake houses, with fake people in the windows and fake kids playing in the front yards. Theres even fake people walking down the streets. It was like nothing i had ever seen before. Some whole neighborhoods were like that. Like a movie set or one of those fabricated towns in the middle of the dessert they use for nuclear bomb testing. It was so fucked.
This is there ice cream truck.
We went to some pawn shops (theres one on every block) looking for records and music equipment. We came up pretty short however, this blew my might for some reason. A brass knuckle stun gun? As if getting hit by a brass knuckle or stun gun on its own wasnt fucked enough?
On the second day we loaded up the rental and drove to Cincinnati. Better believe that place was like Tokyo in compared to Dayton. HA. This was the last thing we saw before crossing state lines. Definitely a sign it was time to go.
Cincinnati next...
always,
lloydski
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