Ponderay , ID (near Canada)
Here’s the twist: I have a fever, not a’ lust for life’ kind of fever that you find in 80’s pop songs. But a highly contagious illness. I did my set without a hitch, while I was sweating and shaking and sipping hot tea on stage. I told the owner if I passed out just to toss me over the border to Canada. Now I am watching PBS, sick as a dog stuck in a hotel room in a town that I can’t find on the map. I am hardcore.