Nu Sensae describes White Lung as three girls, a guy and a pizza place (or three men and a baby), in essence a Party of Four. White Lung describes Nu Sensae as Patsy and Edie - fashion divas with no rules and busy hands. This is the Nu Lung Tour: Black Shadowing This Shit Down the West Coast.
This tour was crammed. Seven people and one mini van. We got the go ahead to do this blog by the time we had hit Los Angeles and back track posting – although perfect for motel boredom – died once we got home. Seriously, we were fucking sick of each other.
So, we cooled off then made a video instead. Videos are always better. WATCH IT HERE.
xx
White Lung, Nu Sensae & Ian
Bakersfield, Korn-i-fornia
Los Angeles changes people, man.
Nearly Nude
Nu Sensae
Grady and Mish
I like your hat.
The one that got away…
Sacramento is the capitol of California. Our friend Shannon referred to it as the “armpit of California”. We quite like it though. It’s all about house shows and clean streets.
We played at our friend Marilyn’s house with her new band, Verratarish and our favorite local performance lady, MOM.
The show was cool, MOM cracked an egg on Daniel’s head and covered herself in Milk. Mish broke the back of the house toilet and Anne-Marie went LIP TO LIP with her sleeping bag.
The best part of Sacramento is Marilyn’s store: Thunderhorse.
Amazing! Thank you Marilyn! We love you.
- Daniel & Mish
This is me, kicking rocks out of a parking lot along the highway just outside of Portland, this is one of the many jobs I aquired on tour to give back to the community.
San Francisco has a lot of history…but let’s be honest, we only care about the Mexican food and all the gay sex stores in the Castro district.
If you have been to San Fran or known anyone who has, you have probably heard about the burritos in The Mission district. It’s good. It’s cheap. And it’s not Haight street so you can feel like a hip “local” while still enjoying a tourist attraction.
We played a Maximum Rock n’ Roll show at a place called Balazo.
We met the bartender:
Played with some bands:
Hung with our friend Brownyn:
And went to sleep:
-Daniel of NU SENSAE
I’ve heard it’s kind of hard to get laid on tour, especially if you are a driver. Think about it; you’re not playing, you’re selling merch, staying sober and you don’t have any privacy.
Regardless of these obvious set backs, our driver, Ian, declared something bold in San Fransisco, “There are two things I want to do on this tour: get in a fight and get laid.”
We were about to walk into the dollar store on Mission Street. I nodded and knew that obviously this would have to be some kind of plan. Brainstorm. Let’s buy dollar condoms and a dollar bottle of lube and get this dude cracking. Problem is that Ian has standards. We learned the next day during the traffic jam somewhere on the freeway between San Francisco and Oakland. He is all about the particulars:
Ian’s Dream Fuck:
LOOKS
“NOT BLONDE” “REAL” (NOT DYED)… NO DREADS
AGE:
Y: 20
O: 28
HIS HEIGHT OR SHORTER
DRINKING/DRUGS/SMOKING IS ENCOURAGED
“NO ADDICTIONS!”
NEGATIVES: ROCKABILY, CRUST, RAVERS, JESSICA ALBA, JAPANESE GIRLS
POSITIVES: “KIDS ARE OK”, SHORT HAIR, BIG EYES, HEAVY FOREHEAD, WHITE GIRLS
“NO SEVERE GIRLS”
PREFERS SMARTER GIRLS
WOULD “RATHER KISS A CLEFT LIP THAN A CAULIFLOWER EAR”
NO PIERCINGS! ESPECIALLY TONGUE RINGS! ABSOLUTELY NO STRETCHED EARS!
NO BEAUTIFUL GIRLS, A LITTLE FUCKED UP LOOKING
TOP 5 HOTTIES
-NATALIE PORTLAND, WYNONA RIDER (YOUNG), MENA SAFARI, BROOKE SHIELDS (BLUE LAGOON PRE TEEN ERA), BLAH BLAH BLAH
“MEXICAN GIRLS LOOK LIKE TUBES, I MEAN AZTECS”
DOESN’T MIND NEEDY GIRLS, BUT NO HIGH MAINTENANCE ALLOWED, PDA? NOT INTO PDA BUT WILL MAKEOUT IN AN ALCOVE. NO FAKE TITS. FLATBOARDS ARE OK! NO BRATS. WILL GO BACK TO THE GIRL’S PARENTS HOUSE. NO SKANKS, AND OPEN TO TAKING PUBLIC TRANSIT.
So, yeah… if you hit the description feel free to email Ian: sandytruth@gmail.com
- Mish & Andrea
We all love California. It’s the only place thats makes driving down the freeway in a packed van feel amazing.
Summer in February.
We had the day off to drive to the cosmopolitan town of Redding, California.
Food and photo ops at a gas stations.
Seances on a mountain top.
Saytans Servants
Mish and Daniel – AMERIKA
Backseat Babies
Motel 6 – Toddlers In Tiaras
Breakfast at Lumberjacks
Kenneth turned 21. Boy to man. Man to beast. (Little dude can SHRED).
Anne Marie getting gassy
No sleep til SAN FRAN
Grady of WHITE LUNG
This is our van mascott: Dignity.
She was born a woman, but raised a man. I bought her in Olympia and she likes aliens, weed and Fritos. She also plays soccer for some British team, but she doesn’t want to ever talk about it. She hates California.
- Mish of WHITE LUNG
hey there wus uppp live from portlAND, my idea of porn is the food channel. We are rocking down the west coast freaky styley, and last time we were here Josh made us nook Whiskey till the crack of dawn!!!!!!!! Zing, okay so we are back here but we are not eating a beef brisket we are eating a pesto spagetti, and Josh is making us down BahaMAN martinis, yerba matte and bourbon and straight bourbon. All i can think about is Anthony Keidis because for the past 2 days I have been reading “Scar Tissue” in the van. Keidis this and Keidis that. It turns out that Blackie (Anthony Keidis’s father) lives a block down from Josh’s work, so we played a show at Work/Sound, there was a guy there dancing and I knew he was high on mdma but I didn’t want to ask, he mentioned “aihdPHSf8w8ryhsdbla^$*” to me and the show went well. We went to Fred Meyer and fucked around on those karts. Everything went sour and I cracked a bag of pastachios all over the van which we ate so it was ok. Lazy Girls Club 4ever; sleep all day, party all night. PORNOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Salem. Dis shiz is fer eva.
Burn outs.
“I’m okay with buying these records.” – Best Guy in Portland
- Andrea of NU SENSAE
Next day we played Olympia. Home of Riot Girrls and amazing pizza. Old School Pizza was our first destination upon arriving in Washington’s Capitol. We sat behind a group of tweens with pierced lips and soothers. Raver heaven.
We played a community bike shop called Bike and Bike with Hell Womon and Kanako Drum Solo. I made sure to point out Mish’s unintentional (?) and appropriate “kinderwhore” outifit.
After the show we slept in Kanako’s amazing attic/jamspace/party room. Everytime we go on tour we get depressed at the fact that everyone in the States have giant amazing houses that they pay 200 dollars a month for.
We played drunken Mad Gabs, (“Ees A Layde He’s Man”, “Arrest Hair Eeya”, “Diarreah Fan Frank”)
Anne Marie told us that Andrea taking her own salad to a restaurant was “like changing a babies diaper at a table.” And Mish and I spooned all night.
We got deep into puzzles.
Amazing Attic.
“Well I went to school in a pack of Kools”
Then breakfast, thrifting and on to Portland.
-Daniel of NU SENSAE
Anyone who has toured before knows this: being crammed in a van sucks. S-u-c-k-s. Sucks. But it also rules more than anything else because you get to read crappy books, meet weirdos and play music every night.
White Lung are a bunch of babies, but Nu Sensae are major rags and we hate each other like we hate Orlando Bloom, but luckily our driver, Ian, is a God sent from hell who eats babies for breakfast and knows how to scam his way into free WiFi. He also knows how to change tires, check the Coolant and roll a mean sleeping bag. Thanks Satan.
We got to Seattle and stayed at our friend Courtney’s house. We played at The Black Lodge with The Last Slice of Butter. After Courtney regaled us with stories of her nursing practices – uterus’s being pushed through rectums, exploding cathedor bags, shit flying into her mouth – we went back to her place and drank beer like teenagers… one of us kinda was a teen. Kenny, our guitar player, will be turning 21 years old in San Franisco and until then, he’ll be sitting in a high chair when we go for bar brunch.
Eating babies.
Kenny, sans high chair.
Show bums.
Andrea plays bass like Flea.
We went to Party City and Daniel bought some real estate in the candy aisle. Anne Marie modeled.
Next stop, Olympia. Revolution Old Skool Pizza Style Now.
- Mish of WHITE LUNG