Michael Meyer and the Narco States continue their journey across America's Rust Belt. What? You don't know they have a new album? Well, you silly thing, please buy one!
A rad dude from the band The Pukes let the band crash at his house in Milwaukee. I slept in the van to keep guard over the gear.
The morning sun stabbed brain like a sacrificial dagger.
Still we made it on the road early.
We followed our GPS to find the club. It took us down an industrial alleyway. We thought it was taking us to the wrong place until we heard loud music blaring from an open door in what looked like a small cinderblock warehouse.