Reprint from DAN #20 It’s always good to be back on the road with my friends. Since it was too cold, we couldn’t sleep in the car like we used to. When Southside played in Paris at the Chesterfield for three nights in October, we camped in Philipp’s bus on a motorway service area or in the streets of Paris (the care broke down only two times), cooked there on a camping stove and played guitar and talked for hours. One of the best times I ever had. So this time we had to take a hotel room (Please, Bruce, go on tour during summer next time!). The first show in Paris was just great, the best on this tour I’ve seen so far. You can read in Kathy’s report about Bruce’ good mood ... and all the rest of that stuff. The second night was a good show too. I just love the live versions of "Straight Time", when Bruce breathes into the microphone, and "Across The Border", when he’s doin’ that "voice solo" at the end of the song . And I like the new acoustic interpretation of "Born In The USA" with the slidin’ on the guitar. This version tells so much more about what he wants to say with that song. As a change he played "No Surrender", "Mansion On The Hill" and "Spare Parts" this night. After he mixed up the story he usually tells before "It’s The Little Things That Count" last night, he made up (?; these stories are always made up, Bruce said, or happened at least a loooooooong time ago, otherwise he would get a divorce) a new one for tonight: When he came into this bar, he met a woman who invited him for a tequila. The drinks came and the girl threw the salt on his neck, licked it of and drank the tequila. Wow! I’m sure he liked that, but after the song Bruce said, it was to bad that he couldn’t have a tequila ‘cause he didn’t want to disturb the atmosphere. After the second third of the show some of us headed toward the stage and got hold of some space in the front. At least some songs where I didn’t had to use the binoculars. Like the night before he played "The Promised Land" as a encore, but unfortunately he didn’t do "My Best Was Never Good Enough", one of my favorites. After the show we still had a lot of drivin’ to do; Kathy and Rolfwyss, up in front, doo wopped through France, Susanne and I in the back, tryin’ to get some sleep. For me it didn’t work. So I did some dreamin’ and drivin’ and the next day we arrived at home at half past nine in the morning, very tired, but very happy. by Sabine Wyden