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We're heading there next week. Anyone have any advice to make some skrilla in: San Sebastian Bilbao Pamplona Zaragoza Barcelona and any other little town that's hidden from my half-assed Googlemaps search. love, the cack

Hey ya'll, I'm sure this'd be better in the "making a living" forum space, but whatever. We just spent a month busking in the England and Scotland. Here's what I know: Busking Guide: Tips for England and Scotland. England has many regulations for Covent Gardens, but it also appears to...

Greetings from San Luis Obispo.

These videos will increase the amount of pubes you have to keep you warm this winter. And give us some money to fund a WORLD tour: http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/320150710/east-cack-busks-the-world

Motherfucking street-proselytizing old man Christians set-up next to us and started their shit. We ended up playing "I Should've Been Aborted" and told them to get raped, but seriously.... <object><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"></param><param name="movie"...

It beats spanging. http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/320150710/east-cack-busks-the-world

We got some new ones. This one's about Connecticut. This one's not about 2012 Does anyone have a cheap recording studio in the US? We've got some days off on our Kickstarter Promo tour in the next month. We will be anywhere between Pittsburgh to Chicago, then south through Colorado...

The parking lot of a former Piggly Wiggly!

We wrote this shit on request, bitches. If you want, check out other ones we did at www.youllhavetowalk.wordpress.com/virtual-busking-experience/

Travelogue post #2 The unofficial "mayor" of Ferndale, WA is a man by the name of Arthur. Art picked me up out of Salmon Creek, Washington in a white VW bus. To me, it kind of looked like a Marshmallow with wheels. To me, it was 7+ hours of straight conversation. Art had a wonderful story...

Travelogue post #3 1) I rode up in the back of a white rusted pickup with these two nice guys from Vancouver, WA @ the Jantzen Beach mall. Riding in the back is insane--some people say they can't ride backwards on a train? My god! It was my first ride on this trip, and very much like a...

Travelogue #4 1) Poor Amy of Bellingham. The girl broke my heart when she invited me up for coffee to her third floor apartment at 9am. She could have been suffering from mental illness or, more temporarily, mental anguish. I side with the latter. Drink hot black coffee and sitting in...

Travelogue #6 Playing music in Tacoma, a cop came up to my seated figure in the vestibule of a bookshop. The officer gave me an incredulous look--you're really playing music... HERE?! I noticed that he eyed the bookshop, moved within my 3-foot bubble (stabbing distance). I broke the ice--...

Travelogue #7 Tacoma's Druggies Tacoma was an empty place. The main drag on Pacific Avenue was virtually empty until the art school let out, spilling kids on the sidewalk Yahtzee-style. But, besides them and smiling tourists visiting the glass museum, nothing. By the transit center, men...

Travelogue #8 Stuck in Portland until VooDoo Doughnuts The concept of sticking to one's word--something I'm adamant about--is now manifesting itself in my life's outcome. For instance, I asked my friend Ines and her boyfriend Richard what doughnuts they must have at VooDoo Doughnuts...

Travelogue #9 #9 #9 #9 #9 #9 #etc. Wild Bill and the Japanese Phenomenon Eugene, Oregon, without college students, is desolate. With a few dollars procured from a random guy who asked me about a stabbing, then thrusting $10 in my face, I sought out some place to relax from the constant...

Travelogue #11 Greg's Gift The ride with Greg was unusual. First, he was playing medieval music which skipped on an old 10-second delay CD player. Second, our conversation went along in a way that's similar to Good Morning America when two correspondents have a brief tape delay by location...

Travelogue #12 $3 for Carrying Groceries Normally, one would suspect that street derelicts are out to swindle people. And you'd be correct but neglectful to notice that sometimes they rip themselves off. After meeting this wannabee musician/junkie who ripped off old men in the Castro as a...

Travelogue #13 $8 of Eastern-European Venture Capitalists in The Castro "You're very good," said the two eastern-europeans. I performed a bunch of Beatles songs for them (by request), and they in return taught me some Russian songs--one about and by a 40 year-old man who leaves his wife in...

Travelogue #14 (I'll do my best to get this shit written about when I get... somewhere) Delaware Police "What the fuck are you doing? Why the fuck are you on the highway?" said a violent-looking once-removed-from-immigration police officer. His crew cut was as trim and cropped as his speech...