spacial, temporal shift
got on a plane in cold london in the morning.
flew all day and got off a plane in hot sunny chicago at lunchtime.
confused.
jet-lagged and feeling like doo-doo.
sweet dreams indeed.
amidst tall buildings
checked into the obligatory jazzy hotel that looks out to this.
last time i was here, i was with the 'pixies'.
seems like there's been a lot of high rise building since i was last here.
how about this for the almost exact opposite of life down farm:
looks like some kind of megacity 1 block from 2000ad
love the way there's somewhere for your yacht and your car/s before you get up to somewhere for you.
still claustrophobic
i'm tripping (obviously)
which isn't helped by the hotel filling all it's corridors with bird song and the sound of waves gently lapping at something.
went out for a little walk after a power nap.
noticed a lot of skinny homeless people begging on every street corner and lots of fat people who probably live in houses/high rises?
accidentally had to nip into loehmann's to buy some bonkers (discount) 'salvatore ferragamo' shades
then
accidentally walked towards a film crew doing an advert for the chicago olympic pitch.
thought about refusing to sign the release they were waving under my nose.
but then i was amused to think that i might be in a chicago olympic bid ad, stumbling jetlagged down the street wearing a 'stratford squirrel killer' shirt and shades.
look out for me if you ever see it.
perhaps i should have got them to call my agent?
i'm out in chicago to do another session with 'snow patrol' who are supporting 'U2' here tomorrow night.
night night
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