On the road.

Somewhere in Virginia.

I'm in the passenger seat.

We have a show today.

And we are about 6 hours away.

We've been driving for ages.

And ages.

I'm getting a slight feeling of panic.

I need to work out a lot of things.

I somehow stumbled into a new role.

I'm the tour manager.

I haven't been crowned.

And I don't want the title.

Officially. 

But I am doing everything. 

I have to say.

It comes very natural to me. 

Music City.

See you tonight.

Nashville.

PS. 

Last time I was in Nashville.

I was in a Honky Tonk bar.

Watching people dance.

To this live country band.

An 80-year old man was eyeing me.

He walked over.

Asked me to dance.

I declined.

Now I can dance.

But as a Finnish person.

Country music isn't in my blood.

Bathroom brakes.

In sketchy truck stops.

Take me home.

Country roads.

Amish country.

Right now.

Beautiful.

I sometimes forget.

I have yet again neglected you.

4 days.

Please forgive me.

I am laying in my bed in Miami.

He's snoring next to me.

My boyfriend.

Abuelo, the dog.

I am wearing my new bathrobe.

It has a hoodie.

(I hope I've shared my love for bathrobes with you.)

I just decided I'm going to bring it with me to Europe.

On the tour bus.

I am home for 2 whole days.

Yesterday I landed.

And on wednesday I fly.

Today I put together a package.

To be sent to Finland.

Soul Vintage Helsinki.

Have you heard of it?

This'll be there soon.

Goodnight.

Damn it.

Will tell you about Bonnaroo.

Later.

What can I say.

Honky Tonk bar.

Nashville.

United States.

I would never have thought I would dance to country music.

A 75 year old man.

Asked me to dance.

Good ol' country.

I said "I'm only here to observe".

With disappointment in his eyes

he watched me later dance away.

Nashville.

I was in Miami for about 12 hours.
Got to chill a little bit.
Went out for a few beers.
Unpacked.
Packed.
I was on the beach for an hour.
It was about 90 degrees.
And flew tonight to Nashville, Tennessee.
Bonnaroo Festival up next.
Will see Wu Tang tomorrow.
But missed Father John today.
Sad.
Goodnight.