Thursday, March 31, 2005
CLINT MAY NOT BE "THE COWBOY"
Clint may be a cowboy. It is possible. Anything is possible. But Clint may not be "The Cowboy" that Brett was telling me about last week...the one that Tara used to chase after. I finally asked Preston if he knew about it...if he knew anything about this mysterious cowboy. At first, he didn't seem to know what I was talking about, but then it started to dawn on him. The person he was thinking of, he didn't know if he was from Tennessee and he was not 100% sure that his name was Clint, but he thought it could be.
There is a man named "The Redneck" who is a vendor down at the 3rd Street Promenade in Santa Monica. He apparently wheels in a chuckwagon every once in awhile and vends god only knows what. Somehow, "The Redneck" was once affiliated with "The Cowboy." Tara used to date "The Cowboy" years ago. Preston met "The Redneck" down on the promenade when he was first starting to see Tara 2 1/2 years ago. "The Redneck" was very upset; he told Preston to stay as far away from Tara as possible. Not because she was crazy, but because she once dated "The Cowboy." Apparently, "The Cowboy" is a very sketchy individual who is even crazier than Tara and a heroin addict.
Now, here's the deal...for one thing, this is all coming from second- and third-hand sources and the stories really don't match up. From talking to Brett, I was under the impression that Clint the Cowboy was someone who used to frequent the pagan store Raven's Flight. That made sense to me because Tara used to go there too. But now I come to find out that "The Cowboy" is some individual that nobody really knows apparently except for Tara and "The Redneck." So, we have no confirmation that "The Cowboy" is a mechanic or is even pagan for that matter since they didn't meet him at the store like I had once thought.
This puts everything in a new light. Maybe Clint is "The Cowboy," but it seems unlikely to me now. At least I hope not. I would hope I haven't been chasing a heroin addict around town for four months.
But given that all of these people are proving pretty insane to me in one way or another, I will trust my gut instinct that Clint is NOT a heroin addict and may or may not be a cowboy...
Mr. Carter still had not seen Clint as of 3pm this afternoon. He hasn't seen him since Beth dropped off the letter and the picture. Mr. Carter says he is sure if Beth would just "drop off some more of those brownies, it might entice Clint to show up for work." I think Mr. Carter just loves those brownies...
Clint may be a cowboy. It is possible. Anything is possible. But Clint may not be "The Cowboy" that Brett was telling me about last week...the one that Tara used to chase after. I finally asked Preston if he knew about it...if he knew anything about this mysterious cowboy. At first, he didn't seem to know what I was talking about, but then it started to dawn on him. The person he was thinking of, he didn't know if he was from Tennessee and he was not 100% sure that his name was Clint, but he thought it could be.
There is a man named "The Redneck" who is a vendor down at the 3rd Street Promenade in Santa Monica. He apparently wheels in a chuckwagon every once in awhile and vends god only knows what. Somehow, "The Redneck" was once affiliated with "The Cowboy." Tara used to date "The Cowboy" years ago. Preston met "The Redneck" down on the promenade when he was first starting to see Tara 2 1/2 years ago. "The Redneck" was very upset; he told Preston to stay as far away from Tara as possible. Not because she was crazy, but because she once dated "The Cowboy." Apparently, "The Cowboy" is a very sketchy individual who is even crazier than Tara and a heroin addict.
Now, here's the deal...for one thing, this is all coming from second- and third-hand sources and the stories really don't match up. From talking to Brett, I was under the impression that Clint the Cowboy was someone who used to frequent the pagan store Raven's Flight. That made sense to me because Tara used to go there too. But now I come to find out that "The Cowboy" is some individual that nobody really knows apparently except for Tara and "The Redneck." So, we have no confirmation that "The Cowboy" is a mechanic or is even pagan for that matter since they didn't meet him at the store like I had once thought.
This puts everything in a new light. Maybe Clint is "The Cowboy," but it seems unlikely to me now. At least I hope not. I would hope I haven't been chasing a heroin addict around town for four months.
But given that all of these people are proving pretty insane to me in one way or another, I will trust my gut instinct that Clint is NOT a heroin addict and may or may not be a cowboy...
Mr. Carter still had not seen Clint as of 3pm this afternoon. He hasn't seen him since Beth dropped off the letter and the picture. Mr. Carter says he is sure if Beth would just "drop off some more of those brownies, it might entice Clint to show up for work." I think Mr. Carter just loves those brownies...
THE TARA LEIGH SAGA CONTINUES
Tara called me 10 times yesterday, yeah that's right...10 times...she is insane...she was crying on my answering machine...I don't know what to do about this...I have never had some girl obsessively calling me like this before...I did hang out with her supposed ex-boyfriend last night...for some unknown reason, she thought that she and I had plans last night...I do not understand...
The following is a transcription of one of the many messages left on my voice mail last night:
6:42pm 3/30/05
"I want you to not think that I'm calling you because you're hanging out with Preston. He didn't even remember who you were. I had your email and phone number from the coven. I used to bring up your name whenever I'd go to a show or the movies. I thought, 'Hey, what a cool girl. She's probably a great musician.' You told me how many songs you had written. I wish you would call me back to tell me you had other plans. Of course, I'm obessessed when my boyfriend who is with me would come home so late and I didn't know where he usually was. I have your phone number and email. And he put me down a lot. Sometimes, we'd fight and I wouldn't feel up to call or meet new people because I didn't want them to think anything wrong with me when I didn't feel up to meet new people. He really didn't even remember who you were...who Debbie was. Just a bit ago. And I have your email. I guess I make other plans with you to hang out with you another time. And meet your roommates...or something like that. When I come to massage school or come over to that side of town. But I'm really sorry."
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OMG...she's insane...I don't know what she's talking about these plans we had...and I seriously have only met this girl one time. And that was only for five minutes max. I don't know why she is talking about me whenever she goes out "to shows and movies." And I don't know where Preston was when he wouldn't come home until late at night, but he sure as hell wasn't with me because I only started hanging out with him last week. At one point last night, she called me from another phone, and since I have to pick up all calls and can no longer screen out unknown numbers (in case Clint should call), I picked it up. And she said she was on the corner of Melrose and Highland and was looking for someone to give her a ride home. And she said she had gone to Canter's on Sunday night looking for me, but I wasn't there...WTF??
But if you think that's crazy...check out this email that she sent me last night...it is a direct transcription...no, I can't make this shit up...
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The title is: TARA LEIGH SADLY SORRY
"The prolem with me calling so much. Preston and I sleep together. I have had your number since dec. I write poems you came across as a nice girl lady at the party. I would have called you sooner to do something and I think I tried but feeling bad and not ale to meet new people just comes with the territory from haveing a jellouse boyfriend man in my home.He would never let me even if it involved work or art have guy friend hed even get jellouse about me hanging out with women. So I'll get used to you two being friends, but he slept with me last night. I get shaky from him. Im not a drunk and he drinks alot. boston is an incredible place for school. Can you excuse me for the bomarding but obviously hanging out that much wouldnt have been bad since you were with my boyfriend. hes proposing to live and be married in a big house with sheep. I was hoping we could be close by my school on melrose and western. I stopped by canters for a bite the night I visited wilton at afriends house I never heard back from you. rett and preston walk in on a night preston. I wish I could hang out with you girls. I lost seeral good girlfriends for staying in a relationship with preston.I guess my behavior was obsessive but he's a jellouse liar. Brett used my home to recover from nemonia for several months from drinking to much. And we still go to eat sometimes. I plan on enrolling in a martial art dodjo for a kung fu dicipline. Debrah you have so many songs and you write new ones every week.I rememer talking with you at the valley covin.Preston gave me a hard time for a few years I couldnt ask anyone for phone numbers then he just walks everywhere picking up numbers for goth clubs etc.Asking me for money because he spends it on drinks all the time. I buy him new clothes pay for hotels when we go on trips. Can you and I get together some fun times poems book stores. New boots on melrose even a goth clu I go to those since I was 16. Debbie there are a few pagons in my life.I know a play called Kindred comming oput april 8th if your gothic and would join me, or a free Philharmonic in Santa Monica."
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I do not know what to make of this. And what is she talking about buying the house with sheep? And me going to Melrose to buy boots with her and have "fun times poems bookstores." I do not know what to make of this. I do not know if she will ever stop calling me. How did I get all wrangled in with these crazy people???
TO BE CONTINUED...
Tara called me 10 times yesterday, yeah that's right...10 times...she is insane...she was crying on my answering machine...I don't know what to do about this...I have never had some girl obsessively calling me like this before...I did hang out with her supposed ex-boyfriend last night...for some unknown reason, she thought that she and I had plans last night...I do not understand...
The following is a transcription of one of the many messages left on my voice mail last night:
6:42pm 3/30/05
"I want you to not think that I'm calling you because you're hanging out with Preston. He didn't even remember who you were. I had your email and phone number from the coven. I used to bring up your name whenever I'd go to a show or the movies. I thought, 'Hey, what a cool girl. She's probably a great musician.' You told me how many songs you had written. I wish you would call me back to tell me you had other plans. Of course, I'm obessessed when my boyfriend who is with me would come home so late and I didn't know where he usually was. I have your phone number and email. And he put me down a lot. Sometimes, we'd fight and I wouldn't feel up to call or meet new people because I didn't want them to think anything wrong with me when I didn't feel up to meet new people. He really didn't even remember who you were...who Debbie was. Just a bit ago. And I have your email. I guess I make other plans with you to hang out with you another time. And meet your roommates...or something like that. When I come to massage school or come over to that side of town. But I'm really sorry."
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OMG...she's insane...I don't know what she's talking about these plans we had...and I seriously have only met this girl one time. And that was only for five minutes max. I don't know why she is talking about me whenever she goes out "to shows and movies." And I don't know where Preston was when he wouldn't come home until late at night, but he sure as hell wasn't with me because I only started hanging out with him last week. At one point last night, she called me from another phone, and since I have to pick up all calls and can no longer screen out unknown numbers (in case Clint should call), I picked it up. And she said she was on the corner of Melrose and Highland and was looking for someone to give her a ride home. And she said she had gone to Canter's on Sunday night looking for me, but I wasn't there...WTF??
But if you think that's crazy...check out this email that she sent me last night...it is a direct transcription...no, I can't make this shit up...
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The title is: TARA LEIGH SADLY SORRY
"The prolem with me calling so much. Preston and I sleep together. I have had your number since dec. I write poems you came across as a nice girl lady at the party. I would have called you sooner to do something and I think I tried but feeling bad and not ale to meet new people just comes with the territory from haveing a jellouse boyfriend man in my home.He would never let me even if it involved work or art have guy friend hed even get jellouse about me hanging out with women. So I'll get used to you two being friends, but he slept with me last night. I get shaky from him. Im not a drunk and he drinks alot. boston is an incredible place for school. Can you excuse me for the bomarding but obviously hanging out that much wouldnt have been bad since you were with my boyfriend. hes proposing to live and be married in a big house with sheep. I was hoping we could be close by my school on melrose and western. I stopped by canters for a bite the night I visited wilton at afriends house I never heard back from you. rett and preston walk in on a night preston. I wish I could hang out with you girls. I lost seeral good girlfriends for staying in a relationship with preston.I guess my behavior was obsessive but he's a jellouse liar. Brett used my home to recover from nemonia for several months from drinking to much. And we still go to eat sometimes. I plan on enrolling in a martial art dodjo for a kung fu dicipline. Debrah you have so many songs and you write new ones every week.I rememer talking with you at the valley covin.Preston gave me a hard time for a few years I couldnt ask anyone for phone numbers then he just walks everywhere picking up numbers for goth clubs etc.Asking me for money because he spends it on drinks all the time. I buy him new clothes pay for hotels when we go on trips. Can you and I get together some fun times poems book stores. New boots on melrose even a goth clu I go to those since I was 16. Debbie there are a few pagons in my life.I know a play called Kindred comming oput april 8th if your gothic and would join me, or a free Philharmonic in Santa Monica."
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I do not know what to make of this. And what is she talking about buying the house with sheep? And me going to Melrose to buy boots with her and have "fun times poems bookstores." I do not know what to make of this. I do not know if she will ever stop calling me. How did I get all wrangled in with these crazy people???
TO BE CONTINUED...
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
WHY DOES TARA KEEP CALLING ME????
So, this really does a good job of explaining why Clint has not yet called even though he knows someone has called his work looking for him. As I've explained before, Gary Carter gets a little confused and has not been giving Clint the full messages. As far as Clint knows, there is just "some girl that you know that has been calling here for you." Well, technically, Clint doesn't really know me. We did meet on the street, but he probably wouldn't be able to put two and two together just from that message. We know from talking to my friend Brett that Tara used to be crazy and obessessed about Clint but because she was so crazy, he was not interested. At this point based on what we know from various sources, Clint may think that Tara is the one calling him. And now having received several insane messages from Tara myself, I know why he has been less than receptive to this...
Following is a transcription for the message Tara left for me tonight...
8:32pm 3/29/05
"Hi Debbie. This is Tara. I just left yoga class over here. It's 6:30 in Santa Monica. I'm heading over towards the YMCA where I once almost worked. I used to go there a long time. With my mat. I'm going home. I'm probably going to go home. Down in Venice on Sepulveda and Venice where I live. I've lived there for almost four years. So, I like to go over to West Hollywood. I'm looking forward to Highland Ground. I've asked around. My neighbor who I told you played drums. he's looking to buy a new drum set perhaps. He stopped by my house today to walk the dog. But Preston was out walking the dog. By himself. I don't know if he went to buy drums today or not but I hope your thing works out with that. My number is 310-936-8627. I'm down here at the Coffee Bean right now by the Promenade. I really love their tea. So, it's 310-936-8627.
I also spent a lot of time on the internet today about apartments and stuff. Just looking at different cities and stuff like San Diego and San Francisco. I don't know when your roommate is moving out or if she moved here with you from Boston.
So, we should get together soon. I'm definitely going to try to go to Highland Ground since I don't remember being there. So, 310-936-8627 is my number. That's 310-936-8627.
Sorry it's not the afternoon. Sorry I'm calling you a little later than I said I would. Again, my number's 310-936-8627. So call me back."
UMMMM....okay...so what is this message even supposed to be about? First of all, she says that it's 6:30 in Santa Monica. Well, it's 8:30 in L.A. and that's only about 5 miles away. Second of all, it's rambling and all over the place. What is she even talking about? And why does she leave her phone number five times? I have a cell phone; I already have her number. And is she asking to move in with me? Is that why she's asking about when my roommate is moving out. She's nuts. I also don't know what she's talking about about it being a little later to call than she said she would. I don't remember her ever saying that she was calling tonight. Why is she calling me? I am freinds with her supposed ex-boyfriend, I know she knows that. I am in love with Clint, the man she used to be madly obsessed with, but I don't believe she even knows that. I think this girl is just insane. Beth said, "Tara is seriously one of the craziest people I've ever met, and as you know, I know a lot of really crazy people." That's putting it mildly.
I am thankful that all of this new shit has come to light and we now know about Tara's obessession with Clint. Otherwise, we would probably just go along wondering why Clint wasn't calling us. Now, we know he is not receiving the full messages. I am glad that Gary finally asked Beth to bring down a picture of me and a letter explaining how we met. Clint hasn't been in for several weeks, but Gary said he should be in sometime this week. Let's hope we have good news once the letter is safely in his hands...
And let's hope Tara doesn't become too crazy and obessessed with me...
TO BE CONTINUED...
So, this really does a good job of explaining why Clint has not yet called even though he knows someone has called his work looking for him. As I've explained before, Gary Carter gets a little confused and has not been giving Clint the full messages. As far as Clint knows, there is just "some girl that you know that has been calling here for you." Well, technically, Clint doesn't really know me. We did meet on the street, but he probably wouldn't be able to put two and two together just from that message. We know from talking to my friend Brett that Tara used to be crazy and obessessed about Clint but because she was so crazy, he was not interested. At this point based on what we know from various sources, Clint may think that Tara is the one calling him. And now having received several insane messages from Tara myself, I know why he has been less than receptive to this...
Following is a transcription for the message Tara left for me tonight...
8:32pm 3/29/05
"Hi Debbie. This is Tara. I just left yoga class over here. It's 6:30 in Santa Monica. I'm heading over towards the YMCA where I once almost worked. I used to go there a long time. With my mat. I'm going home. I'm probably going to go home. Down in Venice on Sepulveda and Venice where I live. I've lived there for almost four years. So, I like to go over to West Hollywood. I'm looking forward to Highland Ground. I've asked around. My neighbor who I told you played drums. he's looking to buy a new drum set perhaps. He stopped by my house today to walk the dog. But Preston was out walking the dog. By himself. I don't know if he went to buy drums today or not but I hope your thing works out with that. My number is 310-936-8627. I'm down here at the Coffee Bean right now by the Promenade. I really love their tea. So, it's 310-936-8627.
I also spent a lot of time on the internet today about apartments and stuff. Just looking at different cities and stuff like San Diego and San Francisco. I don't know when your roommate is moving out or if she moved here with you from Boston.
So, we should get together soon. I'm definitely going to try to go to Highland Ground since I don't remember being there. So, 310-936-8627 is my number. That's 310-936-8627.
Sorry it's not the afternoon. Sorry I'm calling you a little later than I said I would. Again, my number's 310-936-8627. So call me back."
UMMMM....okay...so what is this message even supposed to be about? First of all, she says that it's 6:30 in Santa Monica. Well, it's 8:30 in L.A. and that's only about 5 miles away. Second of all, it's rambling and all over the place. What is she even talking about? And why does she leave her phone number five times? I have a cell phone; I already have her number. And is she asking to move in with me? Is that why she's asking about when my roommate is moving out. She's nuts. I also don't know what she's talking about about it being a little later to call than she said she would. I don't remember her ever saying that she was calling tonight. Why is she calling me? I am freinds with her supposed ex-boyfriend, I know she knows that. I am in love with Clint, the man she used to be madly obsessed with, but I don't believe she even knows that. I think this girl is just insane. Beth said, "Tara is seriously one of the craziest people I've ever met, and as you know, I know a lot of really crazy people." That's putting it mildly.
I am thankful that all of this new shit has come to light and we now know about Tara's obessession with Clint. Otherwise, we would probably just go along wondering why Clint wasn't calling us. Now, we know he is not receiving the full messages. I am glad that Gary finally asked Beth to bring down a picture of me and a letter explaining how we met. Clint hasn't been in for several weeks, but Gary said he should be in sometime this week. Let's hope we have good news once the letter is safely in his hands...
And let's hope Tara doesn't become too crazy and obessessed with me...
TO BE CONTINUED...
Monday, March 28, 2005
TARA
So, an update on the Clint story. We have been hanging out with these two guys Preston and Brett. Brett claims that Preston's ex-girlfriend (Tara) who he still lives with was once madly in love with Clint, but she is nuts and he wanted nothing to do with her. Tara and Preston have broken up (because she's crazy). We saw him Friday night and again last night. She apparently overheard his conversation with me about going to this club in Korea Town and then she went through his phone and got my number. So, this strange 310 number comes up in my phone last night about a half an hour before I was going to meet Preston and I pick it up because I thought it might be Brett...or oh my god, what if it's Clint? And it's Tara and she proceeds to talk to me for about half an hour, I literally could not get off the phone with her. And she is all rambling and telling me about how she is a model and a dancer and all this shit that is apparently not even true because she is so delusional. You literally cannot imagine how crazy this girl is until you actually talk to her. Any description would never do her the justice she deserves.
And she wants to know what I'm doing that night because she wants to hang out with me. And I'm thinking, "well if Brett and Preston didn't tell her where we were going, then I'm sure as hell not going to because there must be a reason that they don't want her there." So, she's telling me about how she's on the corner of Western and Wilshire, which is only about five blocks from the club that we're going to. I'm just like, "I'm going to the Kibitz Room." So, then she wants to see me on Wednesday and she tells me that I'm beautiful and the conversation is just taking all of these crazy twists and turns. And she's telling me about how people pay her to dance at their shows and about how she once went down to the beach to burn some incense and blah, blah, blah. And I'm thinking to myself, "I thought she was crazy when I first met her, but she is REALLY crazy." And I've worked in a mental hospital, so you know it must be pretty bad. Finally, I'm able to get off the phone with her and she then calls me two more times that night but I don't pick up the phone. Insane. Preston says she does this. She stalks him and goes through his phone and calls the people in his call log. Why do crazy people do crazy things?? Because they're crazy...Now can you imagine what she's going to do when she finds out that I'm looking for Clint?
So, an update on the Clint story. We have been hanging out with these two guys Preston and Brett. Brett claims that Preston's ex-girlfriend (Tara) who he still lives with was once madly in love with Clint, but she is nuts and he wanted nothing to do with her. Tara and Preston have broken up (because she's crazy). We saw him Friday night and again last night. She apparently overheard his conversation with me about going to this club in Korea Town and then she went through his phone and got my number. So, this strange 310 number comes up in my phone last night about a half an hour before I was going to meet Preston and I pick it up because I thought it might be Brett...or oh my god, what if it's Clint? And it's Tara and she proceeds to talk to me for about half an hour, I literally could not get off the phone with her. And she is all rambling and telling me about how she is a model and a dancer and all this shit that is apparently not even true because she is so delusional. You literally cannot imagine how crazy this girl is until you actually talk to her. Any description would never do her the justice she deserves.
And she wants to know what I'm doing that night because she wants to hang out with me. And I'm thinking, "well if Brett and Preston didn't tell her where we were going, then I'm sure as hell not going to because there must be a reason that they don't want her there." So, she's telling me about how she's on the corner of Western and Wilshire, which is only about five blocks from the club that we're going to. I'm just like, "I'm going to the Kibitz Room." So, then she wants to see me on Wednesday and she tells me that I'm beautiful and the conversation is just taking all of these crazy twists and turns. And she's telling me about how people pay her to dance at their shows and about how she once went down to the beach to burn some incense and blah, blah, blah. And I'm thinking to myself, "I thought she was crazy when I first met her, but she is REALLY crazy." And I've worked in a mental hospital, so you know it must be pretty bad. Finally, I'm able to get off the phone with her and she then calls me two more times that night but I don't pick up the phone. Insane. Preston says she does this. She stalks him and goes through his phone and calls the people in his call log. Why do crazy people do crazy things?? Because they're crazy...Now can you imagine what she's going to do when she finds out that I'm looking for Clint?
Friday, March 25, 2005
CLINT
Clint has not been in at all this week. What the fuck? When does this man work? Beth went down to Carter's yesterday to drop off some CDs and flyers for my show tonight. Mr. Carter said to her, "Clint's a really lucky guy. He's going to be real excited when he gets these." Then he went on to say, "I'm real lucky to have met you girls." Okay, Mr. Carter. But seriously, Clint needs to come in this week at some point, right? Maybe that's today. If he does, he'll at least get the letter and the picture explaining what is going on. Maybe he'll even come to the show tonight. What a fabulous birthday present...
On the radio last night, they were playing, "Wanted Dead or Alive." We took it to be a sign. I may have to cover that song since I love cowboys so much...at least pagan cowboys who are also mechanics and are named Clint...
I'm insane, I know...but at least still functional...
Clint has not been in at all this week. What the fuck? When does this man work? Beth went down to Carter's yesterday to drop off some CDs and flyers for my show tonight. Mr. Carter said to her, "Clint's a really lucky guy. He's going to be real excited when he gets these." Then he went on to say, "I'm real lucky to have met you girls." Okay, Mr. Carter. But seriously, Clint needs to come in this week at some point, right? Maybe that's today. If he does, he'll at least get the letter and the picture explaining what is going on. Maybe he'll even come to the show tonight. What a fabulous birthday present...
On the radio last night, they were playing, "Wanted Dead or Alive." We took it to be a sign. I may have to cover that song since I love cowboys so much...at least pagan cowboys who are also mechanics and are named Clint...
I'm insane, I know...but at least still functional...
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
STATIC 99 IS DEAD
Static 99 is dead...we are now Void of Course. This name change comes right in time for a full-band change.
Here is the deal...I am sorry that I have not kept up on making sure everyone is current on the continuing saga of Ned the Wino...but I have been so preoccupied with the Clint search this past week, the demise of Static 99 seemed unimportant in comparison. But I suppose that inquiring minds still want to know...
Friday March 11th...
The night of the big show. Craig shows up drunk. With him, is his 62-year-old girlfriend. Yeah, that's right, 62 years old (please keep in mind that Craig is 26...he is "recipricol" dating if you catch my drift). His girlfriend (I don't believe that anyone acutually caught her name throughout the course of the night) smells of cheap "old lady" perfume and is decked out in a long black skirt and blouse, black pumps, and a plethora of gold jewelry. As Cyndi is quoted as saying, "She looked like she was going to a funeral." She speaks no English. Craig answers her in broken Spanish. We are quite confused by what is going on with all of this. Craig is spotted drinking at least 4 beers before we are even set to go on at 10:30. Vic is frantically putting together his drum kit (which, by the way, was large enough to be heard loud and clear at the Staples Center). Eric, the bar manager comes up to me at one point in the night and says, "Your drummer doesn't play out much, huh? Anybody who plays out that much would never bring a kit that big to a place this small."
I am set to play 5 solo songs and then the band will come on and play the 5 that they have prepared for the show. I tell them this countless times before the show. I wrap up the second song, and Vic hops up on stage and starts hitting drums. I turn to him and say, "That is only two songs. I have three more to play before you are supposed to come on." He looks incredulous and gives me a dirty look. I don't know what is going on. We've discussed the plan several times. Finally, I say to myself, "fuck it," and only end up playing three songs before I ask Craig to come up and join us.
The show is completely opposite of what I expected. Craig plays amazingly well. Better than I have ever heard him play. Perhaps it is the adreneline combined with the cheap tap beer. But I have seriously never heard him play so well. Vic is a disaster. It is like one big drum solo throughout the entire show. I am competing with him from start to finish, screaming over extraneous and completely unneccessary fills, crashes, and bangs. I have never heard him play this way; he never did that in practice. I cannot conceive of what is going on here. After the show, he is pissed off. There are no young girls for him to hook up with. He scopes out the bar and attempts to talk to several women, then storms off. (I thought you were married Vic). Craig stays awhile to drink several more free beers and then swaggers out of the bar with his "old lady." "Adios," I shout after them.
Fast-forward to Saturday...
Saturday March 12th...
Craig calls me up at 2pm. He is still on a high from the show the night before. "We fucking rocked," he screams into the phone. "And I fucking got laid last night!!" (oh, the horror of that visual). "Did you get laid?" he asks me. God, Craig..."I'm saving myself for mechanic boy," I tell him. He then precedes to tell me for the next ten minutes about how much we rocked. (I would have to disagree). I politely get off the phone and tell him I will speak to him tomorrow...
Sunday March 13th...
7:28am
A message is left on my voice mail by Vic...one word..."psychotic"
"Hello, this is Victor. I just got a message from Beaver down at the practice space [Beaver is the owner of the space]. Basically, I don't know what the hell is going on with you, but he wants his money. Now, I don't know if you had other arrangements with him, but your and my relationship together is now over. You need to find a new drummer. Basically, you just need to find a new band. I have had it. I think pretty much everything of yours is out of the space, but if you have any shit down there, you need to get it out. Whatever arrangement we had, is over."
Okay...what the hell is this all about? I had no arrangement with Beaver. Why would I even be paying for the space if I didn't even know that this band was going to make it through it's first show? Craig had already quit the band once. Craig was not paying Beaver until Monday. I thought that would be fine for me as well. I don't know what "arrangments" he's talking about. And I don't know why he's "had it." Why do crazy people say crazy things??? Because they're crazy. Yeah, that's right. And who breaks up the band on a voice mail at 7:30 on a Sunday morning? That's like breaking up with someone you've been seeing for several months in an email. Crazy. Oh well, he was a disaster at the show anyway.
Beth, since she is my manager and ordinarily handles these kinds of things, calls up Vic later that day. As predicted, he is screening his calls. She leaves a message that we just wanted to find out exactly what had happened because we didn't want to leave on bad terms. If he could give us a call when he gets the chance. Basically, we just want to hear how completly psychotic this story could get.
Monday March 14th
Craig calls me up. Apparently, Vic is very pissed off and believes it was very immature to have my "girfriend" leave him a message. First of all, she has a name. Second of all, who's calling who immature? Vic broke up the band over voice mail. Craig tells me that they have both been very "patient" with me. What in the hell are you even talking about? Are we even from the same planet? Patient over what? Those two have acted like juveniles since day one. Between being drunk at practice and showing up two hours late, who is really the one being patient in this situation?? He tells me to call Vic up myself. I do not suck anyone's dick, but I appease him just because I am curious to find out exactly what is going on. Vic does not pick up the phone. I leave him a message stating that I just wanted to talk to him so that we do not leave this on bad terms.
Thursday March 17th
7:59pm
A voice mail is left for me by Vic. Even crazier than the first one...
"Hello, Debbie. This is Victor. I talked to Craig. He still wants to continue what you were doing. I assume you want to continue what you were doing. I don't know what's going on with you. I don't know if you are still willing to play with us. Maybe we can sit down and chisel out some sort of agreement. If you have an further obligations to fulfil, I will finish those and I will do it professionally. Or if you have any new songs to learn. Any shows to play or if you want to record a demo with us. Whatever you want to do. Let me know if you still want me to do it. If you don't, I have three other drummers that I could call. They would probably play a lot better than I have. And they're great guys. I'm sure you'd get along with them well. There's no bad blood with me. I guess I just needed to get my point across to you. Hope things are well and that you're okay. Give me a call if you want."
Ummmm....what is going on here? What point were you trying to get across? And now you're pretending like everything is fine and you want to play in the band again. Are you insane? Do you even remember leaving that other irate message? Again, I am so confused as to what is going on. I do not return the call because frankly, I have no idea what to say to this man...and he carries a gun...and kind of scares me, to be perfectly honest...
Sunday March 20
10:57am
Another message is left by Vic...who by now, I think is clinically insane...
"This is Victor. This morning, I was called by that club down in Whittier. They want to book you to do a show. I don't know if you want to do that. It is a fun thing. Let me know if you want to do the show with me and Craig or if you want to do it by yourself. I could find you another drummer to do the show. Give me a call and I'll fix that up for you."
Ummm....now, first of all, the club he is talking about is a pizza parlor in downtown Whittier. Why on earth I would want to play at such a place is beyond me. Second of all, what is going on. He quit the band. He left me a nasty message only a week prior that made no sense. It was not clear what he was even angry about. Now, he is booking us shows? What is going on here? Craig calls me up to ask me if I have heard from Victor. He really wants to play some music because it is "good shit." I am at a loss as to what to even say to these people. Clearly, I cannot be in a band with them. They were decent players, but not good enough to put up with all of this psychotic back-and-forth behavior. In my book, Static 99 is dead. They died the moment that show was over and Vic threw down his drumsticks and stormed out of the bar.
Fuck Static 99...my new band is Void of Course...anybody know of a good drummer or bass player in the L.A. area????
To be continued...
Static 99 is dead...we are now Void of Course. This name change comes right in time for a full-band change.
Here is the deal...I am sorry that I have not kept up on making sure everyone is current on the continuing saga of Ned the Wino...but I have been so preoccupied with the Clint search this past week, the demise of Static 99 seemed unimportant in comparison. But I suppose that inquiring minds still want to know...
Friday March 11th...
The night of the big show. Craig shows up drunk. With him, is his 62-year-old girlfriend. Yeah, that's right, 62 years old (please keep in mind that Craig is 26...he is "recipricol" dating if you catch my drift). His girlfriend (I don't believe that anyone acutually caught her name throughout the course of the night) smells of cheap "old lady" perfume and is decked out in a long black skirt and blouse, black pumps, and a plethora of gold jewelry. As Cyndi is quoted as saying, "She looked like she was going to a funeral." She speaks no English. Craig answers her in broken Spanish. We are quite confused by what is going on with all of this. Craig is spotted drinking at least 4 beers before we are even set to go on at 10:30. Vic is frantically putting together his drum kit (which, by the way, was large enough to be heard loud and clear at the Staples Center). Eric, the bar manager comes up to me at one point in the night and says, "Your drummer doesn't play out much, huh? Anybody who plays out that much would never bring a kit that big to a place this small."
I am set to play 5 solo songs and then the band will come on and play the 5 that they have prepared for the show. I tell them this countless times before the show. I wrap up the second song, and Vic hops up on stage and starts hitting drums. I turn to him and say, "That is only two songs. I have three more to play before you are supposed to come on." He looks incredulous and gives me a dirty look. I don't know what is going on. We've discussed the plan several times. Finally, I say to myself, "fuck it," and only end up playing three songs before I ask Craig to come up and join us.
The show is completely opposite of what I expected. Craig plays amazingly well. Better than I have ever heard him play. Perhaps it is the adreneline combined with the cheap tap beer. But I have seriously never heard him play so well. Vic is a disaster. It is like one big drum solo throughout the entire show. I am competing with him from start to finish, screaming over extraneous and completely unneccessary fills, crashes, and bangs. I have never heard him play this way; he never did that in practice. I cannot conceive of what is going on here. After the show, he is pissed off. There are no young girls for him to hook up with. He scopes out the bar and attempts to talk to several women, then storms off. (I thought you were married Vic). Craig stays awhile to drink several more free beers and then swaggers out of the bar with his "old lady." "Adios," I shout after them.
Fast-forward to Saturday...
Saturday March 12th...
Craig calls me up at 2pm. He is still on a high from the show the night before. "We fucking rocked," he screams into the phone. "And I fucking got laid last night!!" (oh, the horror of that visual). "Did you get laid?" he asks me. God, Craig..."I'm saving myself for mechanic boy," I tell him. He then precedes to tell me for the next ten minutes about how much we rocked. (I would have to disagree). I politely get off the phone and tell him I will speak to him tomorrow...
Sunday March 13th...
7:28am
A message is left on my voice mail by Vic...one word..."psychotic"
"Hello, this is Victor. I just got a message from Beaver down at the practice space [Beaver is the owner of the space]. Basically, I don't know what the hell is going on with you, but he wants his money. Now, I don't know if you had other arrangements with him, but your and my relationship together is now over. You need to find a new drummer. Basically, you just need to find a new band. I have had it. I think pretty much everything of yours is out of the space, but if you have any shit down there, you need to get it out. Whatever arrangement we had, is over."
Okay...what the hell is this all about? I had no arrangement with Beaver. Why would I even be paying for the space if I didn't even know that this band was going to make it through it's first show? Craig had already quit the band once. Craig was not paying Beaver until Monday. I thought that would be fine for me as well. I don't know what "arrangments" he's talking about. And I don't know why he's "had it." Why do crazy people say crazy things??? Because they're crazy. Yeah, that's right. And who breaks up the band on a voice mail at 7:30 on a Sunday morning? That's like breaking up with someone you've been seeing for several months in an email. Crazy. Oh well, he was a disaster at the show anyway.
Beth, since she is my manager and ordinarily handles these kinds of things, calls up Vic later that day. As predicted, he is screening his calls. She leaves a message that we just wanted to find out exactly what had happened because we didn't want to leave on bad terms. If he could give us a call when he gets the chance. Basically, we just want to hear how completly psychotic this story could get.
Monday March 14th
Craig calls me up. Apparently, Vic is very pissed off and believes it was very immature to have my "girfriend" leave him a message. First of all, she has a name. Second of all, who's calling who immature? Vic broke up the band over voice mail. Craig tells me that they have both been very "patient" with me. What in the hell are you even talking about? Are we even from the same planet? Patient over what? Those two have acted like juveniles since day one. Between being drunk at practice and showing up two hours late, who is really the one being patient in this situation?? He tells me to call Vic up myself. I do not suck anyone's dick, but I appease him just because I am curious to find out exactly what is going on. Vic does not pick up the phone. I leave him a message stating that I just wanted to talk to him so that we do not leave this on bad terms.
Thursday March 17th
7:59pm
A voice mail is left for me by Vic. Even crazier than the first one...
"Hello, Debbie. This is Victor. I talked to Craig. He still wants to continue what you were doing. I assume you want to continue what you were doing. I don't know what's going on with you. I don't know if you are still willing to play with us. Maybe we can sit down and chisel out some sort of agreement. If you have an further obligations to fulfil, I will finish those and I will do it professionally. Or if you have any new songs to learn. Any shows to play or if you want to record a demo with us. Whatever you want to do. Let me know if you still want me to do it. If you don't, I have three other drummers that I could call. They would probably play a lot better than I have. And they're great guys. I'm sure you'd get along with them well. There's no bad blood with me. I guess I just needed to get my point across to you. Hope things are well and that you're okay. Give me a call if you want."
Ummmm....what is going on here? What point were you trying to get across? And now you're pretending like everything is fine and you want to play in the band again. Are you insane? Do you even remember leaving that other irate message? Again, I am so confused as to what is going on. I do not return the call because frankly, I have no idea what to say to this man...and he carries a gun...and kind of scares me, to be perfectly honest...
Sunday March 20
10:57am
Another message is left by Vic...who by now, I think is clinically insane...
"This is Victor. This morning, I was called by that club down in Whittier. They want to book you to do a show. I don't know if you want to do that. It is a fun thing. Let me know if you want to do the show with me and Craig or if you want to do it by yourself. I could find you another drummer to do the show. Give me a call and I'll fix that up for you."
Ummm....now, first of all, the club he is talking about is a pizza parlor in downtown Whittier. Why on earth I would want to play at such a place is beyond me. Second of all, what is going on. He quit the band. He left me a nasty message only a week prior that made no sense. It was not clear what he was even angry about. Now, he is booking us shows? What is going on here? Craig calls me up to ask me if I have heard from Victor. He really wants to play some music because it is "good shit." I am at a loss as to what to even say to these people. Clearly, I cannot be in a band with them. They were decent players, but not good enough to put up with all of this psychotic back-and-forth behavior. In my book, Static 99 is dead. They died the moment that show was over and Vic threw down his drumsticks and stormed out of the bar.
Fuck Static 99...my new band is Void of Course...anybody know of a good drummer or bass player in the L.A. area????
To be continued...
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
CLINT THE COWBOY
There was this small occult shop in North Hollywood called Raven's Flight. It is the store that Clint told me about the night that I met him. I have been to the store to ask the owner if he knows him, but he said that there are so many people that come in and out of there, he doesn't know everyone. The store is now called The Black Broom since it changed hands due to a divorce. I have been there a couple of times to ritual, hoping that Clint might show up. They are nice rituals anyway.
We were at the Yule ritual in December and that is where we met Brett, Preston, and Tara. Tara and Preston are dating. Tara is crazy. You can see it in her eyes. Really crazy. I spent most of the night trying to figure out what kind of drug she was on. Preston is also a musician and we exchanged numbers on the off-chance that we might want to try and work on a collaborative project sometime.
Out of the blue, Preston called me on Sunday afternoon and left a message about wanting to get together and play some music. Then, randomly, Beth and I run into Brett at the Kibitz Room, no less, on Sunday night. He just wandered in there. I invite him to sit with us and we spend most of the night talking about various topics, music and pagan-related.
At one point, I decide to launch into the Clint story, on the off-chance that he might know him. I ask him if he knows Clint from Tennessee, the Romany wiccan mechanic. He says, "Sure, sure. I know of him. We used to call him Clint the Cowboy because he's from out of town." Beth punches me and I about fall off my chair. I wasn't expecting this. Then Brett goes on to tell us that Tara used to have an insane crush on Clint before she and Preston started dating. Brett really didn't know Clint, but he just knew of him through Tara and Preston. I asked him if he knew if he was from Tennessee. He said, "Well, he's from out of town. There has to be a reason they called him "Cowboy." He plays guitar, you know." Beth punches me again.
I told Brett the rest of the story. "Wow, he must have really had some kind of affect on you." He liked the story and hoped we would be able to find him again. He said, "I don't suggest talking to Tara about this, though. She's really crazy."
We believe this has to be the same Clint. There are only a couple of states that you would really nickname someone "cowboy" who came from there. And Tennessee is one of them. Brett knew he was from out of town. And he confirmed that he did go to Raven's Flight at one point. And that he has brown hair.
We took this all to be a sign that we would find Clint soon.
And the other thing is: if Tara really is that crazy (I have met her; I can confirm this), and Clint did not get the complete message at Carter's (we are almost 100% positive this is the case...that he only got the number and that some girl was looking for him), Clint may think it is Tara and that may be one of the reasons he has been hesitant to call. He may be thinking to himself, "My god, how did this crazy girl find me again?"
Clint was not in to work yesterday (we didn't expect that he would be because Mr. Carter told us that he was going out of town for a few days), but when he does come in sometime this week, he's going to get the letter and the picture of me, and then he's going to realize that the story is much different than he thought.
We are hoping that will prompt him to call when he finally realizes what is going on and gets the complete message. We are keeping our fingers crossed...and will update you all shortly...
P.S. Cowboys are kind of hot...but a Romany wiccan, mechanic, guitar-playing cowboy...all I can say is "wow..."
There was this small occult shop in North Hollywood called Raven's Flight. It is the store that Clint told me about the night that I met him. I have been to the store to ask the owner if he knows him, but he said that there are so many people that come in and out of there, he doesn't know everyone. The store is now called The Black Broom since it changed hands due to a divorce. I have been there a couple of times to ritual, hoping that Clint might show up. They are nice rituals anyway.
We were at the Yule ritual in December and that is where we met Brett, Preston, and Tara. Tara and Preston are dating. Tara is crazy. You can see it in her eyes. Really crazy. I spent most of the night trying to figure out what kind of drug she was on. Preston is also a musician and we exchanged numbers on the off-chance that we might want to try and work on a collaborative project sometime.
Out of the blue, Preston called me on Sunday afternoon and left a message about wanting to get together and play some music. Then, randomly, Beth and I run into Brett at the Kibitz Room, no less, on Sunday night. He just wandered in there. I invite him to sit with us and we spend most of the night talking about various topics, music and pagan-related.
At one point, I decide to launch into the Clint story, on the off-chance that he might know him. I ask him if he knows Clint from Tennessee, the Romany wiccan mechanic. He says, "Sure, sure. I know of him. We used to call him Clint the Cowboy because he's from out of town." Beth punches me and I about fall off my chair. I wasn't expecting this. Then Brett goes on to tell us that Tara used to have an insane crush on Clint before she and Preston started dating. Brett really didn't know Clint, but he just knew of him through Tara and Preston. I asked him if he knew if he was from Tennessee. He said, "Well, he's from out of town. There has to be a reason they called him "Cowboy." He plays guitar, you know." Beth punches me again.
I told Brett the rest of the story. "Wow, he must have really had some kind of affect on you." He liked the story and hoped we would be able to find him again. He said, "I don't suggest talking to Tara about this, though. She's really crazy."
We believe this has to be the same Clint. There are only a couple of states that you would really nickname someone "cowboy" who came from there. And Tennessee is one of them. Brett knew he was from out of town. And he confirmed that he did go to Raven's Flight at one point. And that he has brown hair.
We took this all to be a sign that we would find Clint soon.
And the other thing is: if Tara really is that crazy (I have met her; I can confirm this), and Clint did not get the complete message at Carter's (we are almost 100% positive this is the case...that he only got the number and that some girl was looking for him), Clint may think it is Tara and that may be one of the reasons he has been hesitant to call. He may be thinking to himself, "My god, how did this crazy girl find me again?"
Clint was not in to work yesterday (we didn't expect that he would be because Mr. Carter told us that he was going out of town for a few days), but when he does come in sometime this week, he's going to get the letter and the picture of me, and then he's going to realize that the story is much different than he thought.
We are hoping that will prompt him to call when he finally realizes what is going on and gets the complete message. We are keeping our fingers crossed...and will update you all shortly...
P.S. Cowboys are kind of hot...but a Romany wiccan, mechanic, guitar-playing cowboy...all I can say is "wow..."
(I believe this is the final Clint song before we find him. That would make 14).
IF ONLY YOU KNEW
My intentions are pure
And it's your purity that gave me life
My uncertainty and doubt
Are the reason I retreat
But I cannot ignore
What you triggered in me...
Recover that moment
When we first locked eyes
We touched for a moment
And then the moment slipped by
You could tell I was different
And I could tell you were, too
I stood on that corner
Debating what to do
"Wait, wait," the signal says, "Wait!"
Should have got your number
But instead I walk away
I walk away, I walk away
My greatest fear
That this will be my greatest regret
There's just something about you
That I cannot forget
Standing on that corner
It was out of our hands
Star-crossed, fateful loss
Now, I'm a hostage to this plan
"Walk, walk," the signal says, "Walk!"
Like a fool, I follow suit
I leave you
Like a fool, like a fool
BUT IF YOU KNEW
THE LENGTHS THAT I HAVE GONE TO
IF YOU KNEW
WHAT I'VE DONE TO FIND YOU
IF YOU KNEW, IF YOU KNEW
IF ONLY YOU KNEW
WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH...
IF ONLY YOU KNEW
Hey, hey...I wish that I could see your face
When you realize this collision
Left me changed
You left me changed, forever changed
AND IF YOU KNEW
THE LENGTHS THAT I HAVE GONE TO
IF YOU KNEW
ALL I'VE DONE TO FIND YOU
IF YOU KNEW, IF YOU KNEW
IF ONLY YOU KNEW
WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH...
IF ONLY YOU KNEW
IF ONLY YOU KNEW
My intentions are pure
And it's your purity that gave me life
My uncertainty and doubt
Are the reason I retreat
But I cannot ignore
What you triggered in me...
Recover that moment
When we first locked eyes
We touched for a moment
And then the moment slipped by
You could tell I was different
And I could tell you were, too
I stood on that corner
Debating what to do
"Wait, wait," the signal says, "Wait!"
Should have got your number
But instead I walk away
I walk away, I walk away
My greatest fear
That this will be my greatest regret
There's just something about you
That I cannot forget
Standing on that corner
It was out of our hands
Star-crossed, fateful loss
Now, I'm a hostage to this plan
"Walk, walk," the signal says, "Walk!"
Like a fool, I follow suit
I leave you
Like a fool, like a fool
BUT IF YOU KNEW
THE LENGTHS THAT I HAVE GONE TO
IF YOU KNEW
WHAT I'VE DONE TO FIND YOU
IF YOU KNEW, IF YOU KNEW
IF ONLY YOU KNEW
WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH...
IF ONLY YOU KNEW
Hey, hey...I wish that I could see your face
When you realize this collision
Left me changed
You left me changed, forever changed
AND IF YOU KNEW
THE LENGTHS THAT I HAVE GONE TO
IF YOU KNEW
ALL I'VE DONE TO FIND YOU
IF YOU KNEW, IF YOU KNEW
IF ONLY YOU KNEW
WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH...
IF ONLY YOU KNEW
Friday, March 18, 2005
IT'S RAINING IN LOS ANGELES
Today, very well could be the day. As we speak, Beth is driving around the streets of Van Nuys waiting for a phone call from Mr. Carter, indicating that Clint has come in to work for the day. To the nay-sayers: it is not that Clint did not call because it was the wrong Clint or because he did not want to talk to or see me again. Mr. Carter is half-senile. He forgets to give the messages to Clint. He messes them up and confuses them. Clint thinks that this is some joke that Mr. Carter and his friends are playing on him. He does not believe that it is real. He doesn't know who this girl is who is looking for him. He doesn't believe that she is real. But she is...
Mr. Carter asked Beth to bring a picture of me down to the shop today that he would give to Clint when he came in this afternoon. I also sent a letter with the picture explaining who I was and where I met him. He will look at the picture and recognize me and realize this is real. The walls will come crumbling down. Mr. Carter told Beth he will call her when Clint comes in and gets the envelope. She will then drive to the shop. And she will finally be able to speak with him in person. We very likely are only hours away from this. This final twist will be beautiful in the movie. You will know when it happens because she has been instructed to call everyone with an update...
Today, very well could be the day. As we speak, Beth is driving around the streets of Van Nuys waiting for a phone call from Mr. Carter, indicating that Clint has come in to work for the day. To the nay-sayers: it is not that Clint did not call because it was the wrong Clint or because he did not want to talk to or see me again. Mr. Carter is half-senile. He forgets to give the messages to Clint. He messes them up and confuses them. Clint thinks that this is some joke that Mr. Carter and his friends are playing on him. He does not believe that it is real. He doesn't know who this girl is who is looking for him. He doesn't believe that she is real. But she is...
Mr. Carter asked Beth to bring a picture of me down to the shop today that he would give to Clint when he came in this afternoon. I also sent a letter with the picture explaining who I was and where I met him. He will look at the picture and recognize me and realize this is real. The walls will come crumbling down. Mr. Carter told Beth he will call her when Clint comes in and gets the envelope. She will then drive to the shop. And she will finally be able to speak with him in person. We very likely are only hours away from this. This final twist will be beautiful in the movie. You will know when it happens because she has been instructed to call everyone with an update...
Thursday, March 10, 2005
"I'M STILL BLUSHING"
Backlog:
Starbucks Coffee on the corner of S. Los Robles and Colorado Blvd. in Pasadena this afternoon.
The cashier asks the short, dumpy busted-looking woman in front of me how she is doing. She replies, "Well, I just come from having sex."
The cashier looks shocked. She continues, "Well, if you don't want to know, then don't ask how the hell I'm doing. Some things you shouldn't ask."
I bust out laughing; she glares at me. The cashier starts laughing and when I order my coffee, he says, "Man, that's not something you hear everyday. I'm still blushing..."
Backlog:
Starbucks Coffee on the corner of S. Los Robles and Colorado Blvd. in Pasadena this afternoon.
The cashier asks the short, dumpy busted-looking woman in front of me how she is doing. She replies, "Well, I just come from having sex."
The cashier looks shocked. She continues, "Well, if you don't want to know, then don't ask how the hell I'm doing. Some things you shouldn't ask."
I bust out laughing; she glares at me. The cashier starts laughing and when I order my coffee, he says, "Man, that's not something you hear everyday. I'm still blushing..."
NED'S UPDATE
3/10/05
5:01pm
Craig just called me at work. He told me that his nephew was, indeed, booked down at the Pico Police Department last night. He did have an outstanding warrent coming out of Downey and that is why he was ultimately taken into custody. The warrent was some type of drug possession charge for which he failed to appear in court and the warrent has been outstanding for some time. He appeared today for arraignment. He is being help on $5000 bail. No one in Craig's family has the money to bail him out. And all of this just for pissing on the side of a building...
3/10/05
5:01pm
Craig just called me at work. He told me that his nephew was, indeed, booked down at the Pico Police Department last night. He did have an outstanding warrent coming out of Downey and that is why he was ultimately taken into custody. The warrent was some type of drug possession charge for which he failed to appear in court and the warrent has been outstanding for some time. He appeared today for arraignment. He is being help on $5000 bail. No one in Craig's family has the money to bail him out. And all of this just for pissing on the side of a building...
GARY CARTER
Gary says that Beth should call back tomorrow. Clint was not in today, but is scheduled to be in tomorrow. Gary said, "One way or another, I am going to make sure that you talk to Clint tomorrow." We'll keep you all posted. We are in the final stretch...
Gary says that Beth should call back tomorrow. Clint was not in today, but is scheduled to be in tomorrow. Gary said, "One way or another, I am going to make sure that you talk to Clint tomorrow." We'll keep you all posted. We are in the final stretch...
A CLOSE CALL FOR NED THE WINO
Logging: Band Practice 3/9/05 (by Bonney Death)
Whitter, CA
9:05pm
We roll into the alley behind the practice space. There are two cops on bikes and they appear to be arresting someone. Isn't that Craig's nephew?
9:07pm
After parking the car and walking to the space, we discover that it is, indeed, Craig's nephew in handcuffs. And the cops are asking about Craig, who is no where to be seen. But we hear them mention something about the guy who owns the blue van and just ran from them. That is definitely Craig. Well, that's just great. Craig's got the cops looking for him and we've got to practice for a show that is less than 48 hours away.
9:09pm
We enter the practice space and Craig is sitting on the steps inside the building. Apparently, his nephew pissed on the side of the building and that is why he is getting arrested. Craig got out of there just in the nick of time.
9:11pm
Vic walks in. Craig goes down to the room with us so he "won't get in any trouble." Craig claims he didn't do anything suspicious, but it should be noted that as we were walking in, we noticed a "tall boy" of MGD in a paper bag by the gate of the building. Most likely, Craig and his nephew were out there chugging beer like a couple of winos before the cops showed up.
9:12pm
Craig asks Vic to go upstairs and check on his nephew.
9:13pm
Beaver from down the hall walks in. Vic proceeds to show him various surveillence devices, including a clock, smoke detector, watch, pager, and various other items with hidden cameras. Beaver says that he might buy the clock from Vic.
It should be noted that Beaver is wearing a T-shirt that says, "WWMPD: WHAT WOULD MY PENIS DO?"
9:14pm
Beaver states that he "saw the kid outside and I asked the cops to let him go. They said they would if he didn't have any warrents out."
9:15pm
Vic goes to check on Craig's nephew, but he is gone-arrested for pissing. He has apparently "done lots of time," but Craig doesn't believe he has any warrents currently.
9:16pm
Craig asks me to go upstairs with him to get the leather couch that he has for some reason hauled to the practice space tonight.
9:17pm
Beaver tells Deb she needs to get a tan. She explains to him that she cannot tan. He tells her she needs to get one anyway.
9:18pm
Craig and I return with the couch. I'm not really sure where we're supposed to be putting this since there is already so much shit in the room.
9:25pm
Vic is talking about how he almost got shot yesterday in the parking lot of the Pico Sheriff's Office. He claims, "the sheriff came around a van and I was carrying my gun looking for this mother fucker that had beat up one of my clients. The sheriff almost shot me when he saw me with my gun." Well, at least it wasn't the deputy.
9:27pm
Craig comes back in from his van. Apparently, someone has gone through his van. His wallet is emptied and his beer is gone. He believes the cops may have done it. It should be noted that Craig left his van unlocked in the middle of a dark alley. What did you expect, Jackass???
10:00pm
We are still talking about Craig's nephew. It must be noted that Craig just said he had a couple of beers earlier. He is pissed that he will not be able to drink beer at this rehearsal since the cops on bikes stole the beer out of his van.
10:05pm
We are thankful that Craig kept his mouth shut and did not go up to the police to inquire about his nephew. He, too, would have probably then been arrested and thrown in jail as well. Then Deb would have had to go to the show on Friday night to say, "Look, I had a band, really. But my bass player is in jail for drinking beer in the alley behind our practice space."
10:07pm
Thankfully, practice has now begun, but Craig really wants to go down to the police station to bail his nephew out. (With what money??)
BACKLOG: Earlier, Craig was fucking with his amp and wanted to know who had messed with it. Apparently, according to Vic, NO ONE...not surprisingly, Craig, your rig is a piece of shit!!!
10:10pm
Song 2-
BACKLOG: Craig's outfit: jams with a blue flame motif, a white Taylor Constructing Services T-shirt, black leather motorcycle jacket, white socks, green doc marten boots...and of course, all of it DIRTY, including Craig. Damn, that man looks like he hasn't showered in a week...
10:12pm
First broken string of the evening for Craig. It must be noted that on Monday Craig said in reference to breaking strings at the show, "I've got a lot of buddies. I've got basses coming out of my ass like jeans." We do not understand what this is supposed to mean.
10:14pm
Deb said, "It's really hot in here. If I was a man, this is the point where I would take off my shirt." This gets quite the rise from the boys who mutter something about "titties." Deb says (in reference to Craig's 55-year-old girlfriend), "Well, my titties are probably not old enough."
10:16pm
Vic asks Deb and I what kind of guys we like. Deb tells him, "Hot, dark, gothic boys," and then relates the story of the original HIB (Hottie in Black), Tony Belevaqua who now plays rhythm guitar for The Distillers.
10:18pm
What is Craig playing????????????
What key is he in???????? Clearly, not the same one as Deb. A friend is apparently bringing him a few basses for the show. Craig tells Vic that he is getting a Rickenbaucher bass. Vic asks him if he's going to "be tossing that around like the bass you have now." Craig says it depends on if someone pisses him off or not.
NOTE: Instead of actually playing all of "In the End," Craig wants to stop and play "Why?" Craig, you're such a BABY....the key is placation until after the show. Deb, uncharacteristically, says, "sure, whatever you want." Clearly, she is determined to placate him tonight...
10:19pm
Craig apparently had to put a wrong string on his bass because he was out of the right-sized strings. You'd think he would stock up, given the fact he breaks, on average, about three or four strings each practice.
10:30pm
The boys want to learn another song, but Craig wants to leave to go get his nephew. "We'll just learn it tomorrow night." Deb tells him, "absolutely not." (she apparently is beyond the point of placation now). She says, "There is no way we are learning a new song the night before the show." (afterall, it took them six weeks to learn 5 songs).
10:35pm
Deb just broke a string on her guitar. I asked her if her name was Craig.
10:40pm
"Maybe Someday," take 2.
11:00pm
Craig unplugs his bass without a word and begins to pack up his gear. He is leaving to find out what happened to his nephew. He said, "And I had a nice little girl lined up for him for Friday night." Vic asks what her name is. Craig replies, "I don't know...something that starts with a V. Evette, I think." Well, there's a "V" in it. Deb says, "Yeah, and my name begins with an I." Craig says, "She's a medical something or other, but now my nephew went and fucked it all up by pissing on the side of the building."
Vic says that he just broke up with his girlfriend who is apparently a doctor earlier today. Wait a minute, don't you have a wife? What the fuck is going on here?
It should be noted that Craig is not sure whether he should be going down to the police station or not. Vic says, "Well, you don't have any warrents out for your arrest right now, do you?" Craig mumbles something incomprehensible, but does not say "no." Most likely, there is at least one warrent out for Craig.
WILL THE BAND MAKE IT TO THE SHOW ON FRIDAY??? WILL THEY MAKE IT THROUGH THE FINAL REHEARSAL TOMORROW NIGHT??? THIS REMAINS TO BE SEEN...BUT IT WAS DEFINITELY A CLOSE CALL FOR NED THE WINO TONIGHT....
TO BE CONTINUED...
Logging: Band Practice 3/9/05 (by Bonney Death)
Whitter, CA
9:05pm
We roll into the alley behind the practice space. There are two cops on bikes and they appear to be arresting someone. Isn't that Craig's nephew?
9:07pm
After parking the car and walking to the space, we discover that it is, indeed, Craig's nephew in handcuffs. And the cops are asking about Craig, who is no where to be seen. But we hear them mention something about the guy who owns the blue van and just ran from them. That is definitely Craig. Well, that's just great. Craig's got the cops looking for him and we've got to practice for a show that is less than 48 hours away.
9:09pm
We enter the practice space and Craig is sitting on the steps inside the building. Apparently, his nephew pissed on the side of the building and that is why he is getting arrested. Craig got out of there just in the nick of time.
9:11pm
Vic walks in. Craig goes down to the room with us so he "won't get in any trouble." Craig claims he didn't do anything suspicious, but it should be noted that as we were walking in, we noticed a "tall boy" of MGD in a paper bag by the gate of the building. Most likely, Craig and his nephew were out there chugging beer like a couple of winos before the cops showed up.
9:12pm
Craig asks Vic to go upstairs and check on his nephew.
9:13pm
Beaver from down the hall walks in. Vic proceeds to show him various surveillence devices, including a clock, smoke detector, watch, pager, and various other items with hidden cameras. Beaver says that he might buy the clock from Vic.
It should be noted that Beaver is wearing a T-shirt that says, "WWMPD: WHAT WOULD MY PENIS DO?"
9:14pm
Beaver states that he "saw the kid outside and I asked the cops to let him go. They said they would if he didn't have any warrents out."
9:15pm
Vic goes to check on Craig's nephew, but he is gone-arrested for pissing. He has apparently "done lots of time," but Craig doesn't believe he has any warrents currently.
9:16pm
Craig asks me to go upstairs with him to get the leather couch that he has for some reason hauled to the practice space tonight.
9:17pm
Beaver tells Deb she needs to get a tan. She explains to him that she cannot tan. He tells her she needs to get one anyway.
9:18pm
Craig and I return with the couch. I'm not really sure where we're supposed to be putting this since there is already so much shit in the room.
9:25pm
Vic is talking about how he almost got shot yesterday in the parking lot of the Pico Sheriff's Office. He claims, "the sheriff came around a van and I was carrying my gun looking for this mother fucker that had beat up one of my clients. The sheriff almost shot me when he saw me with my gun." Well, at least it wasn't the deputy.
9:27pm
Craig comes back in from his van. Apparently, someone has gone through his van. His wallet is emptied and his beer is gone. He believes the cops may have done it. It should be noted that Craig left his van unlocked in the middle of a dark alley. What did you expect, Jackass???
10:00pm
We are still talking about Craig's nephew. It must be noted that Craig just said he had a couple of beers earlier. He is pissed that he will not be able to drink beer at this rehearsal since the cops on bikes stole the beer out of his van.
10:05pm
We are thankful that Craig kept his mouth shut and did not go up to the police to inquire about his nephew. He, too, would have probably then been arrested and thrown in jail as well. Then Deb would have had to go to the show on Friday night to say, "Look, I had a band, really. But my bass player is in jail for drinking beer in the alley behind our practice space."
10:07pm
Thankfully, practice has now begun, but Craig really wants to go down to the police station to bail his nephew out. (With what money??)
BACKLOG: Earlier, Craig was fucking with his amp and wanted to know who had messed with it. Apparently, according to Vic, NO ONE...not surprisingly, Craig, your rig is a piece of shit!!!
10:10pm
Song 2-
BACKLOG: Craig's outfit: jams with a blue flame motif, a white Taylor Constructing Services T-shirt, black leather motorcycle jacket, white socks, green doc marten boots...and of course, all of it DIRTY, including Craig. Damn, that man looks like he hasn't showered in a week...
10:12pm
First broken string of the evening for Craig. It must be noted that on Monday Craig said in reference to breaking strings at the show, "I've got a lot of buddies. I've got basses coming out of my ass like jeans." We do not understand what this is supposed to mean.
10:14pm
Deb said, "It's really hot in here. If I was a man, this is the point where I would take off my shirt." This gets quite the rise from the boys who mutter something about "titties." Deb says (in reference to Craig's 55-year-old girlfriend), "Well, my titties are probably not old enough."
10:16pm
Vic asks Deb and I what kind of guys we like. Deb tells him, "Hot, dark, gothic boys," and then relates the story of the original HIB (Hottie in Black), Tony Belevaqua who now plays rhythm guitar for The Distillers.
10:18pm
What is Craig playing????????????
What key is he in???????? Clearly, not the same one as Deb. A friend is apparently bringing him a few basses for the show. Craig tells Vic that he is getting a Rickenbaucher bass. Vic asks him if he's going to "be tossing that around like the bass you have now." Craig says it depends on if someone pisses him off or not.
NOTE: Instead of actually playing all of "In the End," Craig wants to stop and play "Why?" Craig, you're such a BABY....the key is placation until after the show. Deb, uncharacteristically, says, "sure, whatever you want." Clearly, she is determined to placate him tonight...
10:19pm
Craig apparently had to put a wrong string on his bass because he was out of the right-sized strings. You'd think he would stock up, given the fact he breaks, on average, about three or four strings each practice.
10:30pm
The boys want to learn another song, but Craig wants to leave to go get his nephew. "We'll just learn it tomorrow night." Deb tells him, "absolutely not." (she apparently is beyond the point of placation now). She says, "There is no way we are learning a new song the night before the show." (afterall, it took them six weeks to learn 5 songs).
10:35pm
Deb just broke a string on her guitar. I asked her if her name was Craig.
10:40pm
"Maybe Someday," take 2.
11:00pm
Craig unplugs his bass without a word and begins to pack up his gear. He is leaving to find out what happened to his nephew. He said, "And I had a nice little girl lined up for him for Friday night." Vic asks what her name is. Craig replies, "I don't know...something that starts with a V. Evette, I think." Well, there's a "V" in it. Deb says, "Yeah, and my name begins with an I." Craig says, "She's a medical something or other, but now my nephew went and fucked it all up by pissing on the side of the building."
Vic says that he just broke up with his girlfriend who is apparently a doctor earlier today. Wait a minute, don't you have a wife? What the fuck is going on here?
It should be noted that Craig is not sure whether he should be going down to the police station or not. Vic says, "Well, you don't have any warrents out for your arrest right now, do you?" Craig mumbles something incomprehensible, but does not say "no." Most likely, there is at least one warrent out for Craig.
WILL THE BAND MAKE IT TO THE SHOW ON FRIDAY??? WILL THEY MAKE IT THROUGH THE FINAL REHEARSAL TOMORROW NIGHT??? THIS REMAINS TO BE SEEN...BUT IT WAS DEFINITELY A CLOSE CALL FOR NED THE WINO TONIGHT....
TO BE CONTINUED...
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
GARY CARTER...
Clint has still not called us. Mr. Carter (whose name is, by the way, Gary) does not understand this. He assures Beth that he will "instill in Clint that he has to call..."
We'll keep you all posted. The minutes are counting down...
Clint has still not called us. Mr. Carter (whose name is, by the way, Gary) does not understand this. He assures Beth that he will "instill in Clint that he has to call..."
We'll keep you all posted. The minutes are counting down...
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
IT JUST GOES ON AND ON...NED THE WINO PART 3...
Logging (rehearsal 3/7/05) by Bonney Death
BACKLOG: Craig was okay at private bass/guitar rehearsal at our house on Sunday. Mentioned nothing about quitting the band and in fact, Vic called me later that night to tell me that Craig had called him over the weekend and said, "Forget what I said at practice on Thursday. I was drunk. And now, I want to be back in the band."
It should be noted that Craig was witnessed drinking 24oz. of beer at our house on Sunday, further confirming the "24 oz. Beer Theory," (Craig is pleasant and can play bass when he consumes 24 oz. of beer, no more and no less)
Monday March 7, 2005
Whittier, CA
8:45pm
Practice space: we are waiting outside for Vic and Craig, even though practice was supposed to start at 8:30. Deb is playing "Road to Recovery" on her acoustic guitar while sitting on the steps to the entrance. We still do not have keys and cannot get in.
8:56pm
Deb is now playing "You'll Always Have Me." Craig called 10 minutes ago. He was at the liquor store and wanted to know if she wanted anything, "like Boone's Farm, for example."
9:15pm
Craig gave Deb some pills because she had called him earlier regarding getting pain killers to help her control the pain in her crushed hip (long story). These pills are not Vicoden, like he said they would be.
9:17pm
Deb calls Craig out in the hall to ask him exactly what these pills are. He says they are either Vicoden or an antibiotic that someone prescribed his father two years ago. It turns out the latter is true and that it is an antibiotic Deb is extremely allergic to. She could die if she takes it. She declines his offer and does not understand why he gave these pills to her. What the fuck?
9:19pm
We told the guys what was up with "Mechanic Boy," (aka Clint). Vic thinks "it is not the right guy." Craig wants to "be the best man at your wedding."
9:25pm
BACKLOG
Apparently, Craig told Vic to "forget everything I told you after last practice about quitting the band. We're going to make this work. We're going to rock." Can anyone say "psychotic?"
9:30pm
Vic left the room, and some 18-year-old named Marcus and three of his young friends just wandered in.
9:31pm
Craig just broke a string. He does not have another. FUCK!
9:32pm
Somehow, he just found one. Did he pull it out of his ass? WHAT THE FUCK????
9:34pm
One of Marcus's friends has a tamborine. Marcus is skatting guitar over Deb's vocals. WHAT THE FUCK:???
9:35pm
Craig broke another string.
9:42pm
Craig has not quite tuned up to play. I am wondering why Marcus + 3 of his friends are here. Why is he playing guitar and his friend is playing tamborine?? Vic just left the room. Something about "someone doing surveillence at my house...."
9:43pm
Deb leaves the room. Craig is now playing drums for Marcus. WHAT THE FUCK??? Does anyone know that we have a show in 72 hours??? Does anyone know what that means??? Apparently, not....
9:45pm
Craig tells me, "Go get your girlfriend, or something. I want to play something"
9:50pm
Deb is thinking of leaving because Vic is MIA and practice was supposed to start almost an hour and a half ago. And now there is a roomful of 18-year-olds jamming out.
10:15pm
The band plays "Over and Over." (after Deb has to stop the 18-year-old jam session)
Craig is being Craig again. I think Deb may be "sucking the fun" out of rehearsal again. Craig tells her that she makes him feel the way a "balloon feels, you know, after all the air is let out of it, you know..."
Vic starts talking about how he is "spread too thin and never gets to see my family..." BLAH, BLAH, BLAH...Maybe, you should axe into your dating scedule if you never get to see your wife and kids...
10:10pm
Craig told Deb to tune her guitar. She did. It was totally in tune. She said, "Just for your information, the guitar is in tune. It's you who is not."
10:14pm
What the fuck is Marcus playing?? And more importantly, why is he playing?? He will not be playing at the show which is 72 hours away. Why is he even here??? We need to focus on the show....
10:17pm
Craig is wearing a wife-beater.
10:18pm
Deb has to stop because of extraneous drum and guitar playing by people who are not even in the band. Deb tells Marcus and his friends not to play on this song since they will not be playing at the show (which is only 72 hours away).
10:19pm
Marcus and his friends leave.
10:20pm
Craig just threw down his bass (at the drum kit) and left the room. It nearly busted Vic's drums.
10:21pm
Vic and Deb look confused. No one knows why Craig just chucked his bass at the drum kit.
10:22pm
Craig is back. He yells at Deb about "driving off our one fan, Marcus, who love Blink 182. This is the best rehearsal ever." (I do not even understand what he is talking about. It should be noted he has now consumed more that 24 oz. of beer at rehearsal).
10:23pm
Craig is still pissed that Deb asked Marcus not to "jam out" on their songs at this rehearal.
10:24pm
Have another beer, Craig.
10:29pm
Craig says, "You guys are driving me to drink." We reply, "You're already there. You don't need any help with that." He's laughing and joking around now. WTF???
11:05pm
Deb asks, "Should we do the songs in the order fo the show??" Vic nods, "yes." Craig says, "Next time, baby, just give me my fix." What is that supposed to mean???
11:10pm
Craig makes a motion like he's injecting himself with heroin.
11:14pm
Craig is about to fall over.
11:17pm
Deb asks again about the order of the songs. Vic doesn't understand why they aren't playing the songs in the show's order. I read back Craig's quote, "Next time, baby, just give me my fix." Craig says, "Okay, court stenographer."
11:25pm
Craig asked if I was looking at his ass. NO. Deb said, "Please pull up your pants." Craig asked again, "Are you looking at my ass?" Deb replied, "It's bare. Pull up your pants."
11:27pm
Deb asks Craig if he wants to try the song again. He says, "Yes, so we won't suck."
11:30pm
Craig stops in the middle of "Never Know." He is "trying to feel Vic." Vic explains he just wants to get the timing right for the show. Vic looks pissed. Craig is talking about "dynamics" again. "Look," he says, "I just really don't want to suck." Craig thinks the song "needs something," but he is not able to speak in comprehensible English to expain what that "thing" is.
11:32pm
Vic says, "We just need to play this song. This isn't Rush. This isn't 21/2."
11:35pm
Craig just told us, "I'm bringing an old lady to the show." Deb asks, "How old are we talking?" I ask, "Do you mean an old woman or your girlfriend?"
11:36pm
Craig explains that he is dating a woman much older than him. He does not want us to make fun of her at the show.
11:37pm
The converstation continues. Craig says that his girlfriend has a 30-year-old daughter. We think this is a little weird since that would make his girlfriend's daughter older than him. He tells Vic he will ask his girlfriend to bring the daugher to the show for Vic. Beth says, "If you all got married, that would make Craig Vic's step-father."
11:39pm
Craig says, "I'm sorry my penis is 2 inches long and my tongue got bit off." We're not sure what this is in reference to.
11:45pm
Craig says, "Was your daddy a butcher? Because he shoved two nice hams down the back of your pants." We also do not understand what this means. Vic asks him for the punch line. There is none.
12:01pm
Rehearsal is finally over. We have to go home. We do not understand what just happened. We will update later.
Will this band make it through its first show??? That remains to be seen...
TO BE CONTINUED....
Logging (rehearsal 3/7/05) by Bonney Death
BACKLOG: Craig was okay at private bass/guitar rehearsal at our house on Sunday. Mentioned nothing about quitting the band and in fact, Vic called me later that night to tell me that Craig had called him over the weekend and said, "Forget what I said at practice on Thursday. I was drunk. And now, I want to be back in the band."
It should be noted that Craig was witnessed drinking 24oz. of beer at our house on Sunday, further confirming the "24 oz. Beer Theory," (Craig is pleasant and can play bass when he consumes 24 oz. of beer, no more and no less)
Monday March 7, 2005
Whittier, CA
8:45pm
Practice space: we are waiting outside for Vic and Craig, even though practice was supposed to start at 8:30. Deb is playing "Road to Recovery" on her acoustic guitar while sitting on the steps to the entrance. We still do not have keys and cannot get in.
8:56pm
Deb is now playing "You'll Always Have Me." Craig called 10 minutes ago. He was at the liquor store and wanted to know if she wanted anything, "like Boone's Farm, for example."
9:15pm
Craig gave Deb some pills because she had called him earlier regarding getting pain killers to help her control the pain in her crushed hip (long story). These pills are not Vicoden, like he said they would be.
9:17pm
Deb calls Craig out in the hall to ask him exactly what these pills are. He says they are either Vicoden or an antibiotic that someone prescribed his father two years ago. It turns out the latter is true and that it is an antibiotic Deb is extremely allergic to. She could die if she takes it. She declines his offer and does not understand why he gave these pills to her. What the fuck?
9:19pm
We told the guys what was up with "Mechanic Boy," (aka Clint). Vic thinks "it is not the right guy." Craig wants to "be the best man at your wedding."
9:25pm
BACKLOG
Apparently, Craig told Vic to "forget everything I told you after last practice about quitting the band. We're going to make this work. We're going to rock." Can anyone say "psychotic?"
9:30pm
Vic left the room, and some 18-year-old named Marcus and three of his young friends just wandered in.
9:31pm
Craig just broke a string. He does not have another. FUCK!
9:32pm
Somehow, he just found one. Did he pull it out of his ass? WHAT THE FUCK????
9:34pm
One of Marcus's friends has a tamborine. Marcus is skatting guitar over Deb's vocals. WHAT THE FUCK:???
9:35pm
Craig broke another string.
9:42pm
Craig has not quite tuned up to play. I am wondering why Marcus + 3 of his friends are here. Why is he playing guitar and his friend is playing tamborine?? Vic just left the room. Something about "someone doing surveillence at my house...."
9:43pm
Deb leaves the room. Craig is now playing drums for Marcus. WHAT THE FUCK??? Does anyone know that we have a show in 72 hours??? Does anyone know what that means??? Apparently, not....
9:45pm
Craig tells me, "Go get your girlfriend, or something. I want to play something"
9:50pm
Deb is thinking of leaving because Vic is MIA and practice was supposed to start almost an hour and a half ago. And now there is a roomful of 18-year-olds jamming out.
10:15pm
The band plays "Over and Over." (after Deb has to stop the 18-year-old jam session)
Craig is being Craig again. I think Deb may be "sucking the fun" out of rehearsal again. Craig tells her that she makes him feel the way a "balloon feels, you know, after all the air is let out of it, you know..."
Vic starts talking about how he is "spread too thin and never gets to see my family..." BLAH, BLAH, BLAH...Maybe, you should axe into your dating scedule if you never get to see your wife and kids...
10:10pm
Craig told Deb to tune her guitar. She did. It was totally in tune. She said, "Just for your information, the guitar is in tune. It's you who is not."
10:14pm
What the fuck is Marcus playing?? And more importantly, why is he playing?? He will not be playing at the show which is 72 hours away. Why is he even here??? We need to focus on the show....
10:17pm
Craig is wearing a wife-beater.
10:18pm
Deb has to stop because of extraneous drum and guitar playing by people who are not even in the band. Deb tells Marcus and his friends not to play on this song since they will not be playing at the show (which is only 72 hours away).
10:19pm
Marcus and his friends leave.
10:20pm
Craig just threw down his bass (at the drum kit) and left the room. It nearly busted Vic's drums.
10:21pm
Vic and Deb look confused. No one knows why Craig just chucked his bass at the drum kit.
10:22pm
Craig is back. He yells at Deb about "driving off our one fan, Marcus, who love Blink 182. This is the best rehearsal ever." (I do not even understand what he is talking about. It should be noted he has now consumed more that 24 oz. of beer at rehearsal).
10:23pm
Craig is still pissed that Deb asked Marcus not to "jam out" on their songs at this rehearal.
10:24pm
Have another beer, Craig.
10:29pm
Craig says, "You guys are driving me to drink." We reply, "You're already there. You don't need any help with that." He's laughing and joking around now. WTF???
11:05pm
Deb asks, "Should we do the songs in the order fo the show??" Vic nods, "yes." Craig says, "Next time, baby, just give me my fix." What is that supposed to mean???
11:10pm
Craig makes a motion like he's injecting himself with heroin.
11:14pm
Craig is about to fall over.
11:17pm
Deb asks again about the order of the songs. Vic doesn't understand why they aren't playing the songs in the show's order. I read back Craig's quote, "Next time, baby, just give me my fix." Craig says, "Okay, court stenographer."
11:25pm
Craig asked if I was looking at his ass. NO. Deb said, "Please pull up your pants." Craig asked again, "Are you looking at my ass?" Deb replied, "It's bare. Pull up your pants."
11:27pm
Deb asks Craig if he wants to try the song again. He says, "Yes, so we won't suck."
11:30pm
Craig stops in the middle of "Never Know." He is "trying to feel Vic." Vic explains he just wants to get the timing right for the show. Vic looks pissed. Craig is talking about "dynamics" again. "Look," he says, "I just really don't want to suck." Craig thinks the song "needs something," but he is not able to speak in comprehensible English to expain what that "thing" is.
11:32pm
Vic says, "We just need to play this song. This isn't Rush. This isn't 21/2."
11:35pm
Craig just told us, "I'm bringing an old lady to the show." Deb asks, "How old are we talking?" I ask, "Do you mean an old woman or your girlfriend?"
11:36pm
Craig explains that he is dating a woman much older than him. He does not want us to make fun of her at the show.
11:37pm
The converstation continues. Craig says that his girlfriend has a 30-year-old daughter. We think this is a little weird since that would make his girlfriend's daughter older than him. He tells Vic he will ask his girlfriend to bring the daugher to the show for Vic. Beth says, "If you all got married, that would make Craig Vic's step-father."
11:39pm
Craig says, "I'm sorry my penis is 2 inches long and my tongue got bit off." We're not sure what this is in reference to.
11:45pm
Craig says, "Was your daddy a butcher? Because he shoved two nice hams down the back of your pants." We also do not understand what this means. Vic asks him for the punch line. There is none.
12:01pm
Rehearsal is finally over. We have to go home. We do not understand what just happened. We will update later.
Will this band make it through its first show??? That remains to be seen...
TO BE CONTINUED....
Friday, March 04, 2005
NED THE WINO HAS LEFT THE BUILDING...MAYBE...
LOGGING: BAND REHEARSAL 3/3/05 (by Bonney Death)
Whittier, CA
9:25pm
Deb has one missed call. Craig.
9:31pm
Where is Craig? It is now 9:30-when practice is supposed to begin. We need to leave by 11:00. We have to leave to go meet 'Lanning,' regarding band photos. It's kind of true.
9:36pm
Craig calls. Is he here? Is he drunk? Let's hope so on both counts. I'm not sure what part of "we need to leave on time" is difficult to understand.
9:50pm
Practice still has not started. Vic is auditioning a bass player for another band he is in. We were told to be here at 9:30 so we could rehearse as the bass audition would be over by then. It is not. Vic asked Deb if Freddie was coming down tonight to play guitar. Ummmm...why would he? He's not playing on the show and that is one week away. We shouldn't really be wasting time on anything not directly related to the show. Good question for tonight.
9:53pm
One more song for bass audition with Danny and Vic.
10:05pm
Practice starts.
11:00pm
After they fuck around playing "Haunted" for 15 minutes, the consensus yet again by Vic and Deb is not to play it at the show because it will require synth and a second guitar, both of which we do not have at the moment. Craig claims Deb is trying to "suck the fun out of playing." Deb tries to explain that she's not "sucking the fun" out of anything...it is just that if it's not being played at the show, it should not be practiced tonight since the show is only three rehearsals away. Craig is confident that "the show won't suck," completely missing the point that four more songs need to be learned in three rehearsals. Deb tells Craig she does not think it will suck either, but they shouldn't be wasting their time fucking around with songs that will not be played at this show.
11:01pm
Danny's bass player agrees. If you have a show in a week, practice what you're going to be playing at the show, not songs you want to learn in the future!!
11:02pm
Again, Craig is very confident that "the show will not suck."
11:06pm
Why does no one understand the concept of leaving at a certain time, namely 11pm??
11:07pm
11pm becomes 11:30.
11:11pm
There was almost a fight between Deb and Craig. It was a close call. Deb tells Craig that they are not going to be playing "Haunted" at the show. He tells her he doesn't understand why she is always trying to "suck the fun out of everything." He asks her if she wants "to be a rock star or just play some music?" We don't really understand what this is supposed to mean. It should be noted that Craig didn't even like the song "Haunted" in the first place and got in a big fight with Deb last practice because he thought it was "boring."
NOTE: I think that Deb may already be a vampire since she is becoming quite good at "sucking fun" out of things.
11:15pm
Craig hits a LOUD bad note in the most quiet part of "In The End." Deb begins laughing hysterically and cannot continue singing. She states later that she could not understand why he hit the note so loudly in such a quiet part. It sounded terrible.
11:31pm
Rehearsal is finally over. Craig calls Vic out in the hall to talk to him privately. He tells him that he is leaving the band because Deb is "sucking the fun out of everything." He tells him he will play the show next Friday and then he is out of there. He gives Vic his blessing to continue playing with Deb. As if that were necessary. He tells Vic not to say anything about this to Deb.
11:35pm
Vic comes back in the room and tells Deb everything. He tells us that we shouldn't worry about this because Craig has never stayed in a band longer than a few months because everyone is always trying to "suck the fun" out of what he does. It is agreed on by Deb, Vic, and I that Craig is not a really big loss. We will just need to find a new bass player. One who is not an alcoholic.
3/4/05 (next day)
5:16pm
Craig calls Deb. She thinks he is calling to tell her he is quitting the band. He tells her he has good news. He has found a buddy to record their demo. He will come down to rehearsal and do it once the show is over. Deb is confused. She thought he was quitting. Now, it sounds like he is staying. She pretends to not know that he told Vic he was quitting the band. Craig asks Deb if they can go get some drinks and dinner after rehearsal on Sunday so they can work out their "personal issues." Deb is even more confused.
5:43pm
Vic calls Deb. He just received a message from Craig to call him immediately. But now Craig is not picking up his phone. Typical. Deb tells Vic what Craig just told her. He is confused as well. I thought he was quitting the band. Vic tells Deb that he is scared to see what Craig is going to look like at the show. "Is he just going to look like he just climbed down after fixing a roof all day?" It is agreed on by Vic and Deb that Craig is not a good fit for the band. But what are we supposed to do now?
TO BE CONTINUED...
LOGGING: BAND REHEARSAL 3/3/05 (by Bonney Death)
Whittier, CA
9:25pm
Deb has one missed call. Craig.
9:31pm
Where is Craig? It is now 9:30-when practice is supposed to begin. We need to leave by 11:00. We have to leave to go meet 'Lanning,' regarding band photos. It's kind of true.
9:36pm
Craig calls. Is he here? Is he drunk? Let's hope so on both counts. I'm not sure what part of "we need to leave on time" is difficult to understand.
9:50pm
Practice still has not started. Vic is auditioning a bass player for another band he is in. We were told to be here at 9:30 so we could rehearse as the bass audition would be over by then. It is not. Vic asked Deb if Freddie was coming down tonight to play guitar. Ummmm...why would he? He's not playing on the show and that is one week away. We shouldn't really be wasting time on anything not directly related to the show. Good question for tonight.
9:53pm
One more song for bass audition with Danny and Vic.
10:05pm
Practice starts.
11:00pm
After they fuck around playing "Haunted" for 15 minutes, the consensus yet again by Vic and Deb is not to play it at the show because it will require synth and a second guitar, both of which we do not have at the moment. Craig claims Deb is trying to "suck the fun out of playing." Deb tries to explain that she's not "sucking the fun" out of anything...it is just that if it's not being played at the show, it should not be practiced tonight since the show is only three rehearsals away. Craig is confident that "the show won't suck," completely missing the point that four more songs need to be learned in three rehearsals. Deb tells Craig she does not think it will suck either, but they shouldn't be wasting their time fucking around with songs that will not be played at this show.
11:01pm
Danny's bass player agrees. If you have a show in a week, practice what you're going to be playing at the show, not songs you want to learn in the future!!
11:02pm
Again, Craig is very confident that "the show will not suck."
11:06pm
Why does no one understand the concept of leaving at a certain time, namely 11pm??
11:07pm
11pm becomes 11:30.
11:11pm
There was almost a fight between Deb and Craig. It was a close call. Deb tells Craig that they are not going to be playing "Haunted" at the show. He tells her he doesn't understand why she is always trying to "suck the fun out of everything." He asks her if she wants "to be a rock star or just play some music?" We don't really understand what this is supposed to mean. It should be noted that Craig didn't even like the song "Haunted" in the first place and got in a big fight with Deb last practice because he thought it was "boring."
NOTE: I think that Deb may already be a vampire since she is becoming quite good at "sucking fun" out of things.
11:15pm
Craig hits a LOUD bad note in the most quiet part of "In The End." Deb begins laughing hysterically and cannot continue singing. She states later that she could not understand why he hit the note so loudly in such a quiet part. It sounded terrible.
11:31pm
Rehearsal is finally over. Craig calls Vic out in the hall to talk to him privately. He tells him that he is leaving the band because Deb is "sucking the fun out of everything." He tells him he will play the show next Friday and then he is out of there. He gives Vic his blessing to continue playing with Deb. As if that were necessary. He tells Vic not to say anything about this to Deb.
11:35pm
Vic comes back in the room and tells Deb everything. He tells us that we shouldn't worry about this because Craig has never stayed in a band longer than a few months because everyone is always trying to "suck the fun" out of what he does. It is agreed on by Deb, Vic, and I that Craig is not a really big loss. We will just need to find a new bass player. One who is not an alcoholic.
3/4/05 (next day)
5:16pm
Craig calls Deb. She thinks he is calling to tell her he is quitting the band. He tells her he has good news. He has found a buddy to record their demo. He will come down to rehearsal and do it once the show is over. Deb is confused. She thought he was quitting. Now, it sounds like he is staying. She pretends to not know that he told Vic he was quitting the band. Craig asks Deb if they can go get some drinks and dinner after rehearsal on Sunday so they can work out their "personal issues." Deb is even more confused.
5:43pm
Vic calls Deb. He just received a message from Craig to call him immediately. But now Craig is not picking up his phone. Typical. Deb tells Vic what Craig just told her. He is confused as well. I thought he was quitting the band. Vic tells Deb that he is scared to see what Craig is going to look like at the show. "Is he just going to look like he just climbed down after fixing a roof all day?" It is agreed on by Vic and Deb that Craig is not a good fit for the band. But what are we supposed to do now?
TO BE CONTINUED...
Thursday, March 03, 2005
THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
Mr. Carter says that this is our guy at Carter's Auto...he is certain that "we are on the road to recovery"
THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
You get what you pay for
But I've always been flat broke
The moment that you wait for
Is the moment that I choke
Opportunity knocks
I drive the chance into the ground
You drive away
Now I can't relax until you're found
I'd love to see you
I'd love to speak with you again
I gotta know how this ends
Let's turn this thing around
WHO WILL YOU BE?
AND WHAT WILL YOU MEAN TO ME?
I'M SICK WITH UNCERTAINTY
I NEED...
THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
If I'd known that morning
That I would meet such fate
I would have been better prepared
When I finally saw your face
But the day felt so usual
I woke in the usual way
Never predicting
By nightfall how much would change
I need to see you
I need to talk with you for awhile
I was caught with just one smile
And now I need to know
WHO WILL YOU BE?
AND WHAT WILL YOU MEAN TO ME?
I'M SICK WITH UNCERTAINTY
I NEED...
THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
Hey...some things we can't
Expain...but I want to know
I need to know
The reason that you haunt my dreams
And why I have this compelling need
To find you
To see you again...
Somewhere in the valley
A mechanic never guessed
Today he'd be revisited
By a stranger from his past
I need to see you
I need clarity and light
I need to see you tonight
And what I need to know is
WHO WILL YOU BE?
AND WHAT WILL YOU MEAN TO ME?
I'M SICK WITH UNCERTAINTY
I NEED...RECOVERY
WHO WILL YOU BE?
AND WHAT WILL THAT MEAN TO ME?
I'M SICK WITH UNCERTAINTY
I NEED...
THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
WE'RE ON THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
Mr. Carter says that this is our guy at Carter's Auto...he is certain that "we are on the road to recovery"
THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
You get what you pay for
But I've always been flat broke
The moment that you wait for
Is the moment that I choke
Opportunity knocks
I drive the chance into the ground
You drive away
Now I can't relax until you're found
I'd love to see you
I'd love to speak with you again
I gotta know how this ends
Let's turn this thing around
WHO WILL YOU BE?
AND WHAT WILL YOU MEAN TO ME?
I'M SICK WITH UNCERTAINTY
I NEED...
THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
If I'd known that morning
That I would meet such fate
I would have been better prepared
When I finally saw your face
But the day felt so usual
I woke in the usual way
Never predicting
By nightfall how much would change
I need to see you
I need to talk with you for awhile
I was caught with just one smile
And now I need to know
WHO WILL YOU BE?
AND WHAT WILL YOU MEAN TO ME?
I'M SICK WITH UNCERTAINTY
I NEED...
THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
Hey...some things we can't
Expain...but I want to know
I need to know
The reason that you haunt my dreams
And why I have this compelling need
To find you
To see you again...
Somewhere in the valley
A mechanic never guessed
Today he'd be revisited
By a stranger from his past
I need to see you
I need clarity and light
I need to see you tonight
And what I need to know is
WHO WILL YOU BE?
AND WHAT WILL YOU MEAN TO ME?
I'M SICK WITH UNCERTAINTY
I NEED...RECOVERY
WHO WILL YOU BE?
AND WHAT WILL THAT MEAN TO ME?
I'M SICK WITH UNCERTAINTY
I NEED...
THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
WE'RE ON THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
M.I.A.
CRAIG IS MISSING IN ACTION AGAIN...AND CANNOT BE LOCATED...I AM NOT REALLY SURE WHAT THIS MEANS...
CRAIG IS MISSING IN ACTION AGAIN...AND CANNOT BE LOCATED...I AM NOT REALLY SURE WHAT THIS MEANS...
LOGGING: BAND REHEARSAL 3/1/05 (by Bonney Death)
Whittier, CA
8:30pm
Stuck on The 101. We're going under 5mph and are now going to be over 30 minutes late for band practice. Call goes out to Craig. Deb says, "We'll see you in a bit."
9:05pm
We arrive-we find someone to let us in because neither Vic nor Craig are picking up their cell phones and we do not yet have the code to get into the building.
9:06pm
Craig is no where to be found and is not picking up his cell phone.
9:30pm
Deb finds Craig. He's been standing on the side of the building for over an hour. Waiting for a phone call, apparently. Deb called him three times. Was he drunk in his van? Good question...
9:45pm
Craig walks in with a Subway sandwich.??? Why didn't he eat it already if he had been waiting for an hour???
BACKLOG: It should be noted that Craig has shaved off his mohawk. Perhaps, his Bolivian girlfriend did not like it.
10pm
The band speculates that "Mechanic Boy" (aka Clint) may be either "married, gay, or have ball cancer." DOUBTFUL...
BACKLOG: While looking for Craig, Freddie from down the hall gives Deb his card. It says "RESIN: The rock that sticks!"
10:02pm
It should be noted that a "Distillers" sticker has been spotted on the studio door. Ironic since the song 'Haunted' was originally written about Tony Bellavaqua, who now plays guitar in the Distillers.
BACKLOG: It should also be noted that Craig has some sort of tumor or cyst on his back. It is quite large and we feel he should get it checked out.
10:05pm
Craig may also have "REM Sleep Behaviour Disorder," which can be quite dangerous.
10:06pm
Craig informs Deb that he has not showered in quite some time.
11:18pm
Practice has been going well. A man named Kevin who plays flute and trombone and went to Berklee just wandered in.
Craig is now shirtless. I'm not sure why this is necessary. It's not really warm in here.
11:23pm
Craig begins singing a Doors song. I am not certain why. Vic and Deb look confused as well.
11:26pm
Deb broke her guitar string. Vic and Craig are discussing how they are getting to the show-does not seem important right now.
11:29pm
"Haunted" is being played. Debbie told Craig she liked what he was playing last practice better. He said, "Okay, this is good practice."--'The 24 Oz. of Beer Theory' may be correct.
'24 Oz. of Beer Theory'--The idea that Craig plays bass well and does not have to be placcated if he has consumed 24 oz. of beer-no more and no less
11:49pm
Craig is flirting with Deb and talking about "dynamics" again. It should be noted that Craig does not know what the word "dynamics" means and thinks it simply means turning up the bass amp.
BACKLOG: After Craig leaves, Vic informs us that Craig's last girlfriend was 55 years old. "She may have been smokin' 20 years ago, but now she's just busted."
BACKLOG: It should also be noted that Vic was once thrown out of a moving van on The 15 freeway when he was working as an undercover NARC.
Whittier, CA
8:30pm
Stuck on The 101. We're going under 5mph and are now going to be over 30 minutes late for band practice. Call goes out to Craig. Deb says, "We'll see you in a bit."
9:05pm
We arrive-we find someone to let us in because neither Vic nor Craig are picking up their cell phones and we do not yet have the code to get into the building.
9:06pm
Craig is no where to be found and is not picking up his cell phone.
9:30pm
Deb finds Craig. He's been standing on the side of the building for over an hour. Waiting for a phone call, apparently. Deb called him three times. Was he drunk in his van? Good question...
9:45pm
Craig walks in with a Subway sandwich.??? Why didn't he eat it already if he had been waiting for an hour???
BACKLOG: It should be noted that Craig has shaved off his mohawk. Perhaps, his Bolivian girlfriend did not like it.
10pm
The band speculates that "Mechanic Boy" (aka Clint) may be either "married, gay, or have ball cancer." DOUBTFUL...
BACKLOG: While looking for Craig, Freddie from down the hall gives Deb his card. It says "RESIN: The rock that sticks!"
10:02pm
It should be noted that a "Distillers" sticker has been spotted on the studio door. Ironic since the song 'Haunted' was originally written about Tony Bellavaqua, who now plays guitar in the Distillers.
BACKLOG: It should also be noted that Craig has some sort of tumor or cyst on his back. It is quite large and we feel he should get it checked out.
10:05pm
Craig may also have "REM Sleep Behaviour Disorder," which can be quite dangerous.
10:06pm
Craig informs Deb that he has not showered in quite some time.
11:18pm
Practice has been going well. A man named Kevin who plays flute and trombone and went to Berklee just wandered in.
Craig is now shirtless. I'm not sure why this is necessary. It's not really warm in here.
11:23pm
Craig begins singing a Doors song. I am not certain why. Vic and Deb look confused as well.
11:26pm
Deb broke her guitar string. Vic and Craig are discussing how they are getting to the show-does not seem important right now.
11:29pm
"Haunted" is being played. Debbie told Craig she liked what he was playing last practice better. He said, "Okay, this is good practice."--'The 24 Oz. of Beer Theory' may be correct.
'24 Oz. of Beer Theory'--The idea that Craig plays bass well and does not have to be placcated if he has consumed 24 oz. of beer-no more and no less
11:49pm
Craig is flirting with Deb and talking about "dynamics" again. It should be noted that Craig does not know what the word "dynamics" means and thinks it simply means turning up the bass amp.
BACKLOG: After Craig leaves, Vic informs us that Craig's last girlfriend was 55 years old. "She may have been smokin' 20 years ago, but now she's just busted."
BACKLOG: It should also be noted that Vic was once thrown out of a moving van on The 15 freeway when he was working as an undercover NARC.
