late/dark art everywhere. hanging out in some imagined saint louis/brooklyn mixup with anna and pat from these are powers. holey shit costmes and closeness, staying up all night in a parking lot ringed by caravans. gypsy feel. transience of band lifestyles. hellos and goodbyes. anna said she's moving to saint louis, or was it chicago? pat brought out all kinds of potted plants from a pretty small box and just kept building. walls appeared and disappeared. the space was whatever we wanted it to be. was told about a crazy drug where a long thin tube is inserted into penis and fluid released. they packed up and left. empty lot.