Paul Blaker and I rented a room in Hartford Connecticut during Furthur '96 tour, at a place that scared the fack out of us. There were stains that looked like blood to us, and holes in the ceiling/walls that looked like the bullet holes from movies. After the show, on our drive back we realized just how seedy the area was and turned away towards the highway and pulled an all-nighter to the next show in Old Orchard Beach, Maine. We ended up catching a couple of hours of zzzz's on the beach. Much more peaceful.