Monday, February 1, 2010
The Usual Gang Of Idiots II: The Wettening
Just one more before we are welcomed into the arms of Morpheus.
That nasty midget plays these tools like a fucking violin.
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ReplyDeleteOh yeah?
Amusing:
ReplyDeleteChuck E. Weiss: I was in Canter's Deli the night before the trashing of the Troubadour episode, sitting with Waits when this chick Alice from the Bags came up to our table and was flirting with us and then she invited us to come and see her band the next night. I didn't know what she was doing exactly, but I knew something was wrong. So we get there the next night anyway and she calls out Waits from the stage and said, "Tom Waits is down here trying to pick me up." She tried to embarrass Waits in front of the crowd. She stopped her show specially to say this. Afterward that Nickey Beat guy called Waits out to further embarrass him -- he called him an asshole from the stage, as I recall -- but you know, the guys at the Troubadour were all pretty tight, so we just said, "Okay, if that's what you want." So we shut the door and locked it after all the punks had gone outside so's Waits and Nickey Beat could have it out one on one. They had their little scuffle... it was pretty soft-handed... it was like watching two girls fight, pulling hair and open-hand slapping. I'd say it was pretty much a draw. Outside the club the punks kept trying to get back in, and John Sanborne, one of the doormen, was poking them in the face to keep them away from pushing the door open. It was like the movie Night of the Living Dead except with angry punks trying to kick the door down. Nickey disrespected Waits, but Alice did it first. She invited us to come down; we would have never come to see her otherwise. The place got trashed, all right, but the place used to get trashed nearly every other night anyway.
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ReplyDeleteHuh, never even heard of that glorious incident in local action. Good for Ms. Bag though.
(We were at Blackie's the night someone set a dumpster in the alley on fire, but we pooped the party, blew 15¢ or a quarter & called the Fire Dep't. What happened to that idealistic youth?)
We were quite amused by Ms. Bag's possibly-transgressive-for-the-era granny panties, which would probably be laughed off the stage or idiot panel today.
On the name-dropping front, Alice is now in early childhood education, & my friend & sexual associate, also an "educator," knows her from union meetings or something.
Next time we cross paths at a cultural event I'll have to ask her about that.
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Here.
ReplyDeleteI was digging after reading the sole comment to that video - which was good - and found this too. Comments might be worth peeking at there.
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ReplyDeleteThanks, person of mystery, esp. for the Brendan Mullen (That's M.B. backwards, no relation.) memories, as he croaked in Oct.
I was digging around Google Sites to see if an mp3 I'd uploaded still lived there. It does.
ReplyDeleteI've got shit all over the internet.
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