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Dear Diary,
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Autumn of 1997.
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Went on tour with Lords of Acid.
Why oh why did I ever let ex-Boyfriend talk me out of it? It was fantastic! This was like nothing else I’d ever done! Finally I got to see who those Lords fans were. I have to say I was a little shocked at how seriously Americans took this music. Our songs were supposed to be tongue-in —cheek, but they thought different! One of these people had the whole Voodoo-u cover tattooed on his chest and belly (imagine a body covered in demonesses). There were slaveboys and girls in chains…then there was this fashion thing where people get fangs made at the dentist’s! That totally grossed me out! But I would do it all again!
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One of the cities we performed in was Las Vegas. It freaked me out: driving through this immense desert and all of a sudden there is neon city! We had a great time although I was getting quite ill; I can’t get used to the air-conditioning on the bus. But this was Vegas and we saw it during the day and during the night as well. We did a great show and we all went out afterwards. The lights! The atmosphere! The casino’s and bars!
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