currently i am on the bus, by myself, in a bad mood and a little depressed, listening to john fahey. yes. the guitar player. my tank drained of fun by the shithole of america that is houston, tx. what a waste. fuck this place. this club sucks. the dressing rooms are like being in prison, beige walls and flourescent lights. the staff acting like they didn't know they were gonna have a show in a 1000 capacity venue where 900 people were going to try to get onstage. the security was freaked before the show but they didn't want to listen to me. and then freaked when during the show they couldn't control the stage invasion. after every other show at least 3 giant security dudes told me how much fun they had. not here. just lame. downtown today was a ghost town. a depressing shopping mall all that thu and i could find open to have a cup of coffee in a half stocked starbucks where the "barista" was trying to pawn free tickets to the minor league hockey game off on us. does anyone even live here? if the downtown corridor is empty on a nice weekend day and the shittiest starbucks in the world has a stack of 100 hockey tickets to give away, wtf is going on. well i just this instant remebered that there was a hurricane here. so now i feel even more depressed that i am such a shallow piece of shit. but i can guarantee you that Ike or not the members of the staff at this club that were dumb fucks would have been just as depressing and worthless.
bright side, houston is over. there is actually not one city left that i can say i am dreading on this tour. even salt lake is better than this place. other than today the tour has been amazing. a total blast. being surrounded by 26 year old talented kids is doing the trick. on top of that everyone on the bus is either a true ohioan or lived there for at least 6 years. needless to say the humor is dark and everyone get's the joke.
here are some photos from the tour, so far.
lord grunge from grand buffet holding a chocolate pentagon in baltimore, md.
5 seconds until chaos in carrboro, nc. since then we have added 180 pounds of sand bags and another seet of ratchet straps to our table set up in order to keep it relatively in place during the show. oh and a security guard posted up on gregg's right arm so that he can make the show happen.
this kid in carrboro was really messed up. probably high on lsd. 5 minutes into the set the power came unplugged from the computer. i pressed my way to the table and was standing on the front edge moving the power supply to a safe place and trying to tape it down. all the while the show still going. the kids climbing onto the stage. my head is down i am on my knees on the edge of the stage when a pretty heavy girl bowls me over. literally like a bowling ball. into the crowd i went and as i look up i see this kid stepping onto and over the TABLE. the only place he could possibly step was the spare computer. and as i am going down i thought, 'i gotta get that little fuck". but then realized that was probably impossible. i got the power issue resolved and moved to the side. then i see that dude literally right up on top of gregg's right arm spazzing out. like just really fucked up style. so i pushed my way to the front and pulled that dude out of there. legs flailing, arms flying he was totally not into going. i got him to the back of the stage and he slipped away. only to be thrown out by the big dude onstage. where i found him arguing with the cop, totally rationally, that his right leg could wait outside while the rest of him went back in. the right leg was the troublemaker. he is telling the cop, 'wait. i know this is crazy. i understand what i am saying. but just let me leave this leg out here and this one can go back in'. well, i know he was on acid because i remember making the same arguement to my friends way back in 1990 when i was on a tab of some dancing bear acid and smoking burnt toast i found in the trash out of a water bong and trying to explain to them that i UNDERSTOOD that it was TOAST from the garbage can but that even so when i put it in the bong and hit it it was most definitely doing something to me. so i just cracked up and was really surprised that the cop was not trying to take this dude down. he walked home in one shoe, last i saw him he was studying some leaves on a branch at the edge of the parking lot.
this is how the show looks.
post show we watch dvd's. andrew, gregg, thu. 3 very funny people.
we are travelling with an air compressor.
oh yeah! fuck this place too... after the show in asheville we went to a 24 hour diner that was in a gas station. the fat fuck working there was such a depressed asshole and bummed me out so hard that i couldn't even order the ice cream sundae i was looking forward to after my grilled cheese. i just think that a sundae should be made by someone that isn't a total frowny cocksucker. so i spilled my drink on the floor.
anyway... this is thu tran. ohioan by birth. clevelander to boot. and totally funny. basically she would make the best ice cream sundae. she even has a tv show about food. check it out here, FOOD PARTY.
bright side, houston is over. there is actually not one city left that i can say i am dreading on this tour. even salt lake is better than this place. other than today the tour has been amazing. a total blast. being surrounded by 26 year old talented kids is doing the trick. on top of that everyone on the bus is either a true ohioan or lived there for at least 6 years. needless to say the humor is dark and everyone get's the joke.
here are some photos from the tour, so far.
lord grunge from grand buffet holding a chocolate pentagon in baltimore, md.
5 seconds until chaos in carrboro, nc. since then we have added 180 pounds of sand bags and another seet of ratchet straps to our table set up in order to keep it relatively in place during the show. oh and a security guard posted up on gregg's right arm so that he can make the show happen.
this kid in carrboro was really messed up. probably high on lsd. 5 minutes into the set the power came unplugged from the computer. i pressed my way to the table and was standing on the front edge moving the power supply to a safe place and trying to tape it down. all the while the show still going. the kids climbing onto the stage. my head is down i am on my knees on the edge of the stage when a pretty heavy girl bowls me over. literally like a bowling ball. into the crowd i went and as i look up i see this kid stepping onto and over the TABLE. the only place he could possibly step was the spare computer. and as i am going down i thought, 'i gotta get that little fuck". but then realized that was probably impossible. i got the power issue resolved and moved to the side. then i see that dude literally right up on top of gregg's right arm spazzing out. like just really fucked up style. so i pushed my way to the front and pulled that dude out of there. legs flailing, arms flying he was totally not into going. i got him to the back of the stage and he slipped away. only to be thrown out by the big dude onstage. where i found him arguing with the cop, totally rationally, that his right leg could wait outside while the rest of him went back in. the right leg was the troublemaker. he is telling the cop, 'wait. i know this is crazy. i understand what i am saying. but just let me leave this leg out here and this one can go back in'. well, i know he was on acid because i remember making the same arguement to my friends way back in 1990 when i was on a tab of some dancing bear acid and smoking burnt toast i found in the trash out of a water bong and trying to explain to them that i UNDERSTOOD that it was TOAST from the garbage can but that even so when i put it in the bong and hit it it was most definitely doing something to me. so i just cracked up and was really surprised that the cop was not trying to take this dude down. he walked home in one shoe, last i saw him he was studying some leaves on a branch at the edge of the parking lot.
this is how the show looks.
post show we watch dvd's. andrew, gregg, thu. 3 very funny people.
we are travelling with an air compressor.
oh yeah! fuck this place too... after the show in asheville we went to a 24 hour diner that was in a gas station. the fat fuck working there was such a depressed asshole and bummed me out so hard that i couldn't even order the ice cream sundae i was looking forward to after my grilled cheese. i just think that a sundae should be made by someone that isn't a total frowny cocksucker. so i spilled my drink on the floor.
anyway... this is thu tran. ohioan by birth. clevelander to boot. and totally funny. basically she would make the best ice cream sundae. she even has a tv show about food. check it out here, FOOD PARTY.
Sorry to hear you had a bad day. Still, I am happy that you share so many of your good one's on here. Saw a poster for your upcoming show tonight (yes, here in dreaded SLC) but it made me happy to know you will be in town. Hope you have some good ice cream sundaes to cheer you up! x
Posted by: Maddy | October 19, 2008 at 01:20 AM