This was the "official" promotional photo for the very first
European tour that I ever did, back in 1991. Teddy Glenn
(on the left) and I played something like seven weeks over
in Sweden and England, along with one festival in Scotland.
A whole lot of duo gigs -- sometimes two of 'em a day -- plus
a bunch with a band. It was an interesting experience. We
went down into a copper mine in Sweden, performed on an
overnight ferry with a band from Bulgaria whose drummer
was named Elvis, stayed in fancy hotels, slept on peoples'
floors, played who knows how many shows, and drove our
booking agent to distraction. (And vice-versa.) I don't think
Teddy and I talked to each other for three or four months
after the tour was over. We did finally make up, though.