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USA day 15 – Homeward Bound

“On a tour of one-night stands, my suitcase & guitar in hand.” Paul Simon – Homeward Bound I’d swear this gas station figured in an early episode of Twin Peaks. It’s isolated, eerie and surrounded by misty, tree-covered hills. One last top up of the tank before finding yet another roadside motel; the last one […]

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USA day 14 – Detroit

USA day 14 – Detroit I thought I’d been travelling on my own but as I opened the car door in early evening Detroit, a solitary fly escaped. I’d really like to know how long it had  been in there with me. Since Chicago? Dayton? Baltimore even? I don’t know anything about the migratory habits […]

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USA day 13 – Chicago

Like a reward for getting this far across America I’ve been gifted an extra hour. Somewhere between Dayton and Chicago I crossed a timeline. Unfortunately before I get too excited about what I can do with it I’ll have to hand it back again. Tomorrow I head back east towards Detroit and my last date […]

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USA day 12 – Stuck in the middle

I’m leaving tornado country and as a last reminder I pass a building that is half factory half accordion; the entire right hand side is folded in on itself in a way that would make a modernist architect proud. Further down the road is the roof of a house, but no house in sight. I’m […]

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USA day 11 – Eaton, Ohio

I turned off the Interstate 75 about twenty minutes ago and I haven’t turned the wheel since. It’s the longest, straightest road I’ve ever seen. It puts the Romans to shame. I’m on the look-out for a diner but all I pass are a surprising number of dentists and tanning salons. I guess that’s what […]

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USA day 10 – Ohio

The list of unknown items I’m eating is growing daily: grits & patties and other such items not familiar to a European boy. The items on the Chinese restaurant menu from last night were more recognisable than those in the diner. Asking a waitress what any of these are results in a stare as though […]

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USA day 9 – Baltimore & on

I’ve crossed the Eastern continental divide. I have no idea what that means geologically or geographically but it sure sounds impressive. It makes me feel like some sort of explorer with a pick axe and a coil of rope at the frontier of something or other so I’ll take it. I’ve been driving through the […]

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USA day 8 – Washington

The one-man travelling road show starts here… A sleek silver Amtrak train has just taken my photographer/documenter and friend Geoff back to New York. Expect selfies from here on in. I get back in the red mobile and hit the road, narrowly avoiding a costly mistake at the first gas station where I almost put […]

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USA day 6 – West Chester

A Long bank of black clouds chased us out of NYC, pushed us over the bridge into New Jersey towards the legendary turnpike. A couple of black birds of prey wheel overhead and give the impression that at any moment we may be heading into open country. It’s a false impression as the landscape becomes […]

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USA – New York day 5

I’ve just left the Lincoln centre after an hour-long show. It’s super humid outside. “It’s like Vietnam round here.” says my photographer Geoff, and he would know. I’m writing this from a taxi as we pass the Dakota building and the Lennon memorial in Central Park. I’m once more heading back uptown to Harlem; the […]

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USA – New York day 4

No use switching to French in New York taxis to avoid being understood; they all speak French. Either it’s a coincidence and we just happen to book the ones driven by Senegalese every time or like the Russian court in the 19th century it’s once more become the lingua Franca and no one told us. […]

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USA – New York day 3

I have a flask onstage. I sip from it between songs. It’s not a hip flask or a cool leather-bound whisky sipper. It’s the sort of flask your grandmother used to take to the beach. “What’s in there?” Shouted someone from the audience last week in France. So I told them but they didn’t believe […]

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USA – New York day 2

I stepped off the subway train and the station clock clicked from 23.59 to 00.00. Maybe I was in a bad horror film. One thing was for sure. I was in the Bronx, it was midnight and I was not supposed to be there.  But that was last night and today I’ve promised myself that […]

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USA – New York day 1

Sunday morning. I can’t walk more than 50 metres without hearing a preacher’s sermon or hallelujahs from the half open church doors. People are filing in with takeaway coffees. Refreshments and salvation all in rolled into one. Those are the only two things on offer round here at 8.30am in Harlem on a muggy morning […]

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