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Schwervon! Fantastico 2014 Tour: First US and UK Leg!

Here are a handful of pictures from the first three weeks of the tour. I’ve tried to arrange them as chronologically as I can remember. It’s been great reconnecting with old friends as well as making lots of new ones. Tomorrow we head for Lille, France where we meet up with our old pal BP, who will be driving us for the mainland Europe part of the tour. See you soon Germany. Enjoy the pics!
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Kicking things off, locally, on the air with MidDay Medley at KKFI 90.1.
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Tour manager.
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Hello, St. Louis!
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Ouch!
Colts donut
Colts donut.
Me. clit and the pink cigarettes
Mr. Clit and the Pink Cigarettes
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The Ramettes.
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These are called Flips in Germany.
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Babe Rage.
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Nanercize.
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Best record store Columbus!
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Buckeye Donuts (Columbus).
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Cat Toilet.
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Cracker Barrel.
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Old friends in Polish places.
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NYC (really, not really).
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Phoebe Blue.
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Subway selfie.
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Keeping shit stitched together.
Palisades Brooklyn.
Thanks Palisades!
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The mother land!
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London Tubetastic!
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Nommi!
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Fancy a Cuppa?!
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Wave Pictures.
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George.
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Love this stuff!
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London.
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Settings.
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Thanks Kelly and Simon!
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We’re a long way from Long Island (Nottingham).
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Nottingham!
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The Queen on Kings Walk!
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British Pork Rinds.
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Me and The Wave Pictures Ryder.
Norwich
Norwich!
Sheffield
You got it right Sheffield.
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Cool arty shot by friend Michael.
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Sheffield Monster.
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Tiny.
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G>O>L>F>
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Perth Pals!
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Perth love.
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Aberdeen Pals!
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Scotland.
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Glasgow flyer.
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Glasgow bathroom tag.
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Glasgow bass settings.
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Glasgow action shot.
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Paper Cup baked eggs (Glasgow).
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Scotch and Air Drum solo.
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Micky is watching.
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Sooty.
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Salford poetry, dance.
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I’ve developed a bit of a Twirl problem.
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Cheerio.

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The handcuffs of courteous behavior… Friday, October 25, 2014 / Salford, UK #SchwervonPoetry

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Good friend on a green couch
Tell me about your first time
Let’s talk about how we’ve soiled
Our lives
Let’s discuss the processes
Or laundry
The delicate cycles
The virtues of hand washing
And a good hot iron

The handcuffs of courteous behavior
The burden of fruitlessness
The freedom of the priesthood

Repetition, repetition, repetition
Pound world
Pound world
Pound world

If I remind you of someone
Who hurt you
that could hurt
I know
But
If I remind you of someone
Who loved you
That could hurt you even more

I don’t need colored lights
To know which way the wind blows

I need warmth
I need sweetness
It’s need a mouth full of earth
It’s not something you just
Cram in or
Spit out.
It’s all around
It’s inside.

A mouth that swallows a Mountian
A horse that always knows
The way home

(This poem was originally recited at First Chop Brewing Arm on October 25, 2014 in Salford, UK)

Let’s dance this night back From history… Thursday, Oct. 24 2014 / Glasgow, Scotland #SchwervonPoetry

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Kissing on blue lips
Run your fingers through
This red horse hair
If you like
Prick you fingers on the
bristles of my coarse sailors beard

No one was born to love you
Like your mother
And she could be jiving too

So let’s have a time
I’ll swing you round the barricade
If you slip me past the judges chambers

You can’t snuggle with a
Synthesizer
You can’t slice into
A misty knee deep
New wave evening
On a
Gut stringed ukulele

All the green, yellow, gold and brown
Coming down from the Mountain.
Diving up through the Loch
A green trout wiggling
From each point of my
Sparkley triton.

Let’s dance this night back
From history
And make it the better part
Of more and more of our days

We’ll warm ourselves by the pub fire
And let the waves or worry and care
roll Back across the flat black water

Like looking through a glass table top
We’ll look down at our toes
Wiggling in the cold sauce
At the bottom of  the lake
and say Goodbye

(This poem was originally recited at The Old Hairdressers on October 24, 2014 in Glasgow, Scotland)