The temperate dream is over and the camp’s scrambling in the bottoms of suitcases for longjohns, parkas and related attire. Inevitable, I guess. Weather changed right around Savannah, and I got a feelin’ it’s not looking back. Durham on a Monday looked like anyone’s guess on paper, and we were pleased to find that folks were willing to battle the cold and stop on down. Omaha’s Beep Beep joined the Generals and us for a one off, and Handsome Anders Parker jumped up on guitar for “To Unleash the Horses Now”. Sound was unwieldy, but spirit was present. Duke’s in a comfortable lead as far as tour graffiti rankings go, as it’s some of the most impressive we’ve seen thus far. Kant? Wordsworth? Seriously, we ain’t at Love’s no more, Maudine.