Last night we played two shows with King Khan and BBQ. I thought our drummer, Inspector Strawberry Sodapop, was dressed as Willy Wonka, but he said he was Screamin' Lord Sutch- you be the judge. The first show was at Montana's Party Space which is a space connected to a Mexican restaurant in the cuts in Bushwick. The PA was cutting out for King Khan and the BBQ Show, but they were still fun as always. After a couple songs, someone in the crowd was yelling something, and Khan bolted into the crowd swinging his guitar. He came back and told everyone he just broke his guitar on someone's face. Someone else said he completely missed, so who knows what really happened in the crowd. There was also some short asshole (shorter than me even) in the front complaining about all the groupie girls- and he kept elbowing all of them- what a dick. He should relax and enjoy all the cute chicks around him. Other than that, everyone in the house was cool, and it was a fun show. Their merch dude, Simon from Germany, was real cool. He knew Sodapop already from Sodapop's extensive touring's in Europe. After this show we had a late set at Don Pedro's, and it was kinda messy with lots of technical difficulties with everything, but whatever, it was still fun- we played 2 whole songs + 2 half songs + 2 quarter songs which adds up to 3 and one half total songs. In the middle of our set, someone in the audience started strangling Tra La La with the microphone cord, when she finally escaped from the cord, she got up and got in a fight with someone in the crowd, and was swinging her bass at someone or a couple people at the end, then got in a tug of war with my bass, then she mysteriously disappeared. She better not break that shit- that's my bass!! It was Bazooka Joe's going away party, and tons of people were there. Tunnel of Love already played, so we were bummed because we all love Tunnel of Love, but the Sonic Chicken 4 from France were real real good, so we're glad we caught them. After us, King Khan played a 4AM secret set. We didn't lose any equipment between the 2 shows except a guitar cord, so that always adds up to a good night. Jake Noodles, singer of the Wellington Ladies Welfare League, was working the door. Behind him was a guy giving out free tattoos all night. So while Jake Noodles was working, he took off his shirt, and got a tattoo on his back of the logo from his favorite pizza joint in Queens. I like smart young kids. That's way better than getting stuck with a Tazmanian Devil with Doc Marten's tat, or a Gecko lizard on your ankle. Back inna day, sometime in the mid 90's, my friend (who I will not name) got a tat of that Jamiroquai logo- you know that silouette of a kid with a big horned hat... man, I bet she's hatin' life right now. The only musical logo tat that you can get as a young teenager, that I can think of right off the bat, that will stand the test of time are those Black Flag bars. Rop told me he is gonna get some Black Flag bars real soon, but instead of bars, it'll be chicken drumsticks- Rop always has the cool ideas that have to do with food.
These are pix of the SSSSpectres and The Intelligence from our show at Hank's plus the bad ass evil poster that the SSSSpectres made for it. Violette from Plastique People zine and Ceci Moss took the pix of us. Look out for that zine- it's coming out soon. SSSSpectres unveiled a new member on keys and it sounded good. I actually always thought keys would sound good with their music. The Intelligence was awesome as well. I like their weird pop- they played tons of short songs that went straight to the point which I like. Lars is a real sweet guy. I forgot I had met him in New Orleans already at The Saint. He was there when I passed out, and everyone drew on my face. He said that one of his homies passed out once and they took off his shoes and socks and drew some Chucks on his feet which I think is funnier than the basic facial style. Lotsa folks showed up for this free show- Tom Dash was in the house, Skeleton Boy, Jack and Julie, Little Alix for a minute. Jack was saying how Hank's was the first place Black Lips ever played in New York not too long ago- well before Jack even joined the band, so I guess awhile ago. He says that Alberto from Wowsville was there and declared, "Dees iz da fyooo-ture!" (TRANSLATION OF ALBERTO'S SPANISH ACCENT: This is the future!) I guess this makes Alberto a muthafucking psychic- shit now I wanna take him to Vegas with me, plus I miss him and his store on 2nd Ave. After this we were supposed to play an unofficial Vice after-party organized by Lou. Rumors were swirling about this party all week- Atlas Sounds was gonna play...jello wrestling...fireworks...sponsored by Goya and United Way...It was a roof top late nighter with Turbo Fruits starting at midnight , then Pterodactyl, then ourselves and The Intelligence, but Zack called me from the party and said the cops just came and raided the party at 1AM just as they (Pterodactyl) were starting their 3rd song. I heard the roof top was huge and it was already jam packed by midnight- those damn po po's! Most of our friends were going to that show, so it kinda sucked. At the end of the night, we met an cool old Rasta dude selling home-made incense sticks out of his shopping cart- I forgot his name and I should have taken a picture, but if you're ever in that area, support that guy and buy some sticks. He's real cool, and he has stories to tell plus he's good to have around if you need to smoke.
Last night we played two shows with King Khan and BBQ. I thought our drummer, Inspector Strawberry Sodapop, was dressed as Willy Wonka, but he said he was Screamin' Lord Sutch- you be the judge. The first show was at Montana's Party Space which is a space connected to a Mexican restaurant in the cuts in Bushwick. The PA was cutting out for King Khan and the BBQ Show, but they were still fun as always. After a couple songs, someone in the crowd was yelling something, and Khan bolted into the crowd swinging his guitar. He came back and told everyone he just broke his guitar on someone's face. Someone else said he completely missed, so who knows what really happened in the crowd. There was also some short asshole (shorter than me even) in the front complaining about all the groupie girls- and he kept elbowing all of them- what a dick. He should relax and enjoy all the cute chicks around him. Other than that, everyone in the house was cool, and it was a fun show. Their merch dude, Simon from Germany, was real cool. He knew Sodapop already from Sodapop's extensive touring's in Europe. After this show we had a late set at Don Pedro's, and it was kinda messy with lots of technical difficulties with everything, but whatever, it was still fun- we played 2 whole songs + 2 half songs + 2 quarter songs which adds up to 3 and one half total songs. In the middle of our set, someone in the audience started strangling Tra La La with the microphone cord, when she finally escaped from the cord, she got up and got in a fight with someone in the crowd, and was swinging her bass at someone or a couple people at the end, then got in a tug of war with my bass, then she mysteriously disappeared. She better not break that shit- that's my bass!! It was Bazooka Joe's going away party, and tons of people were there. Tunnel of Love already played, so we were bummed because we all love Tunnel of Love, but the Sonic Chicken 4 from France were real real good, so we're glad we caught them. After us, King Khan played a 4AM secret set. We didn't lose any equipment between the 2 shows except a guitar cord, so that always adds up to a good night. Jake Noodles, singer of the Wellington Ladies Welfare League, was working the door. Behind him was a guy giving out free tattoos all night. So while Jake Noodles was working, he took off his shirt, and got a tattoo on his back of the logo from his favorite pizza joint in Queens. I like smart young kids. That's way better than getting stuck with a Tazmanian Devil with Doc Marten's tat, or a Gecko lizard on your ankle. Back inna day, sometime in the mid 90's, my friend (who I will not name) got a tat of that Jamiroquai logo- you know that silouette of a kid with a big horned hat... man, I bet she's hatin' life right now. The only musical logo tat that you can get as a young teenager, that I can think of right off the bat, that will stand the test of time are those Black Flag bars. Rop told me he is gonna get some Black Flag bars real soon, but instead of bars, it'll be chicken drumsticks- Rop always has the cool ideas that have to do with food.
