When Nate Berhausen first joined Breaksea Caravel we played only a few shows with him as our drummer before we did a short tour. Our first night on tour we slept at one of our friends houses in Wisconsin (Nate's home state). Nate slept on the couch and I on the floor next to him. In the morning I stood up to go to the kitchen to get some freshly announced food. Nate called to me from behind, "Nah you get on nah an' feed that sow you here." Without turning or flinching I simply replied, "You feed the sow, Ah'll feed the chickens. Ah fed the sow all last week."
It was the beginning of a great friendship.
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