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Show in C-Butte was epic. Thank You mountain men for loading the monster box up the narrow icy stairs of death. You need to ride a snowmobile on a daily basis defeating avalanches and yetis to survive that one. My ears did not pop till Denver coming down the high miles with a cold. There we blew the house lighting rig but thankfully Jimanamals new, seperate LED Bonanza kept the show going. Nice screaming there to my right Ladies! ...and Claude...shiny Claude...we love him too.

(es war kalt, es war lange fahren, wundes Steissbein, 48 Stunden in 4 Tagen und viel viel Schnee, Spass hat's gemacht, laut war's, die Lichter gingen aus auf der Buehne in Denver, Sicherung durchgebrannt, aber wir haben gerade unsere eigenen gekauft und so gings weiter mit dem gerocke, meine Ohren waren dicht von der Berg Hoehe, pffff)

Crested Butte...gorgeous...

Now this is the Partypad worthy of Deans 100th, 4 bedroom 3 level red Lodge for us with view of the Butte...sweeeeeeeeeet....and yes it's a cold...darn it...

(Party fuer Dean's 100te Show, er faehrt  ueberall hin und hilft und ist prima)

Vail, 7000some feet, stuffed nose (god let that be altitude and detox)

Dean's 100th show! Now owning the official Crewchief jacket, he is amazing beyong words, Thank You Sir G!
Here is to the next 100...in many more states and countries!

...so this sweet faced, 6 foot 9 awesome security guard called Jim Manimal...well said...he drives 23 hours, sets up, runs the lovely lights, keeps track on everything and everybody, briefs the crew, interfaces, wrangles, shuttles, packs, moves, shakes and looks hot doing it...yeah try that on for size...

Claude gave us a glass swan with a rose, looking at him is like staring into the sun (Buzz said that when a girl in London showed her underage boobs, worthy quote) somewhat painful but you can't help it.

Oh you wonderful peoples around us!

Laplunch, first class...

...it's just a question of balance...

jaja die gesunde Ernaehrung auf dem Schoss balanziert waehrend wir die Autobahen langduesen

Lent, day seven.

On our way to Vail, way up there in the Rocky Mountains, just passed the Sierras...now I am obsessed with the option off Clem force feeding me a chocolate Truffel when things get bad...she said it in an interview when asked about this catholic bassgirls withdrawl from earthly pleasures for 40 days, hmmm what can I do to make her...hmmm...oh I know tickle her...nah, she'll just punch me like usual. (Well she is the one right now still having yellow spots on the forehead from the Barney Rubble, I swear I didn't hit her, she did)

(ich bin ja man nicht vollkatholisch aber genug um 40 Tage alles aufzugeben was Spass macht, Alkohol, Schokolade und Kaese...ahhhhh keine Pizza)

Jim's state of mind...

...in traffic, stuck, toiletpaper wrapped around his head, crying out he's injured and everyone needs to move over one lane...ahhh laughing, medicine for all...

(unser lieber Tourmanger und allgemeiner Held, er faehrt und macht und tut, hier sitzen wir im Stau und er hat sich Klopapier um den Kopf gewickelt damit wir was zu lachen haben)

Yeah, this will do nicely!

Thank you gentlemen. Tahoe sound check happy moment, not quite my double amp wall from the studio, but it's big, it's loud...

...snow expected...

View from Frank Sinatra ghost hotel....