So last night, I played an impromptu show for a bunch of Ukrainian refugees in Warsaw, Poland. What a great time! What I can tell you is this….

Those people are going through absolute hell. It’s definitely real!

Politics aside, I learned something. I can’t speak Ukrainian or Polish, they can’t speak English. Rafael Kowalewski was the translator, but he got drunk and lost his ability to translate, lol. All that said, we still understood each other. Why? Because love knows no borders. Lots of love in that place last night.

God bless the people of Ukraine!

By the way, I took a picture with a Polish war hero who has his own big ass painting on the upper wall of the bar we were in. Uber cool!