Okay, we’ve got tour dates. New record too.
Okay, we’ve got tour dates. New record too. And with 40 some odd dates [US shows with support from John “Madman” Murry, people!] without a night off, I’m thinking when this is all over Henry Rollin’s should publish my book of poetry.
Yessir, we’ll soon be starting yet another tour of the UK. It’s been some 20 years since that first Balinese Dancer tour with Stephanie. It seemed to go on forever. I wore a black hoodie. They had to cut it off me when we were done. Keith was our driver. We really didn’t know much about him. He was a friend of Captain Scarlett’s. Probably his dope dealer. I still don’t know. Captain Scarlett was a good dude. In fact, he loaned me a nice combo amp he had access to out of the Siouxsie and Banshees storage locker.
I can’t forget getting strip-searched at the French border. [Bass players!] Four in the morning in the holding cell. Stephanie sitting out there shooting the breeze with the cops until they woke up a female officer to escort her into the closet. It was painless in the end but we all agreed it was pretty harrowing looking at those latex gloves sitting on the shelf in there. Nobody put on the gloves or anything. (They didn’t need to!). When I emptied my pockets out I had a massive Chicago roll of cash. This was back when there were 27 different currencies. Small bills. All sweaty. A big roll. I guess that’s why they kept addressing me - expecting me to have all the answers and do all the talking. Obviously there wasn’t any Internet back then or I would’ve been snapping away and tweeting live for legal advice. I recall the van on that tour having no heat. But then again, they never do.
Okay. . . where were we?
Right, sorry I was getting all nostalgic. Listen up, before we head “over there” we’re playing our final Strings in the Temple set at the Hardly Strictly Bluegrass festival in Golden Gate Park on Sunday, Oct. 5th. And before that, it’s Friday and Saturday night shows, with special friends as always, at the Make Out Room in San Francisco. The Make Out Room shows start early. Like, we hit the stage at 7 PM. For real. You’ve been warned. I trust you can google the address because you’re reading this. Again, I know you’re smart, you’re reading this newsletter, right?
You can buy advance tickets here: http://m.bpt.me/event/885852
Oh, and check out this video for Wish Me Luck directed by Ryan Brown. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-8JT7HGUu94 It’s pretty epic. Nutty even. It’s a buddy movie. It’s kind of like Batman and Robin (I play the part of Robin) but without the dressing up at night and fighting a clown bits. We practiced our karate chops by breaking boards in a field by the interstate. Heroic stuff. I think you’ll be well impressed.
