LINCOLN, NE 6/29/05
We drove through the night and found a park in Lincoln. Some people
crashed in the vans and some people crashed in the grass. Robo-t and
Anti-log woke up to two of Lincolns finest police kicking them (softly
and politely) in the legs telling them to get up and get back in the
van. It turned out what we thought was a park was actually a
construction site complete with cranes and big industrial machinery.
We woke up and headed to the college. Anti-log can’t drive in nebraska cause he has an old warrant for his arrest there. Le-Frost stepped up
and captained the taco truck tour vehicle. Robo-t was pretty knocked
out cause he was taking sleeping pills and drinking the previous night
in Topeka.
We stopped so the mormons could work on their van a little bit. This
is a good time to mention how proud we are of Josh from the mormons.
The guy has been driving more than anyone, he has been creating all of
these journal page thingies, and he hasn’t missed a beat playing shows
with his severely fucked up hand. That guy is nails! We wish there
was a little bit of josh in everyone.
While the mormons were fixing their van, Spacey-k was stealing clothes
from the Good-will. Yeah, I know you shouldn’t steal from goodwill,
you should steal from wal-mart (which spacey-k has been doing at every
stop) but we are poor and stinky. You gotta do what you gotta do.
There is a really good Nebraska radio station here 90.3fm so we called
them and said thanks for playing good music. We asked him to plug our
show at the 9th st. basement and he did, twice.
So we did some laundry and took care of the typical email bullshit
(that you are reading now), got some clothes washed, ate some
whitey-kinda mexican food, and took shits and things. We were running
short on time cause we were supposed to play at 6pm so we bought a big
bottle of Jim Beam and hit the whiskey hard.
We got to the venue and it was pretty nice. They had a good sound system and it was semi-air conditioned so we didn’t completely die in
the 100+ degree weather. We met a band called Flurry from Omaha that
knows Bang Sugar Band and the Dollyrots. They were cool guys and we
talked about them coming to LA someday to play shows. maybe they will???
So pretty much no one was at the show so the robots just got trashed and started talking shit. We pretty much just made fun of the people
that were there over the mike and drank like mad. We finished the show
and the manager of the club was really cool. He said that if we gave
him two cd’s and a signed shirt, we could drink whatever we want for free!!!
Of course we hit that shit hard and were completely wasted while the
mormons were playing. The mormons, again played a great show and
didn’t give a damn that practically no one was there to see it. I
gotta say that the road, complete with bad sleep and too much drinking,
will really test friendships. If you gotta wake up in Lincoln Nebraska
after getting kicked by police and 100 degree weather you wanna make
sure you really like the people you are with. We are less than 1/4
done with tour but we drove over 3000 miles. I gotta give it to the
mormons. Super cool guys and no bullshit.
The show ended and Anti-log passed out on the sidewalk in front of the
club. It started raining real hard and everyone went into the club
leaving anti-log to get waterlogged on the sidewalk. When he woke up
he was completely soaked through and disoriented. What a bunch of
bastards. That why i’m so fond of everyone on this tour.
We got some chicago style pizza and took advantage of the free booze with rows and rows of shots. It was a liquor frenzy at the bar and we
met some really cool local people. Lincoln has a ban on smoking in
bars so we had to take it outside. Liquor claimed its second victim of
the day when Spacey-k passed out on the sidewalk in front of the club.
We got to meet two really cool brothers, John and Tom. John is a
stocky wrestler guy and had a big tattoo of the old school nintendo
characters on his calf. The older brother John said he was going to
pick up a big sack of weed and invited all 11 of us to his house to
crash, shower, and continue to get loaded. We got to the house and he
came through with all of his offers.
Tom had the quote of the night. We were watching something on TV and
he said in a kinda disgusted voice, ‘That ain’t porn...’ We have been
saying ‘that aint porn’ to everything we have seen or done. If someone
is buying cigarettes, someone else will say, ‘that ain’t porn’. Its
become our nebraska catch phrase.
John is interested in LA with the hopes of becoming a porn star. As
his friends confirmed with a smile, John has a giant donkey dick.
Reminds me of the Shellack song about the porn guy with a ‘cock like a
stallion’. Someday John may be a neighbor proudly displaying his
elephant trunk of a penis.
I talked to some girl that said she had a friend that was a stripper in
LA. She said she went and visited her friend recently and was suprised
that she only dated black guys. I guess her friend is really into
rappers and athletes and particularly fond of black guys with gold
teeth. The nebraska girl said she was worried about her friend
because, ‘Black guys have AIDS’. What a stupid, stupid bitch.
Goddamn. The girl works in the medical field and she is so ignorant
she made a point of specifically saying, ‘Black guys have AIDS’. If
there is any justice in the world, she will contract AIDS from a good
clean white boy. ugghhh..
In lighter hearted news, we are also fascinated with two nebraska bugs:
chiggers and no-see-ums. I’ve heard of chiggers. They are some bug
that hangs out in tall grass and they bite you and burrow under your
skin. They are supposed to be a pain in the ass if you get bit.
No-see-ums aren’t bugs at all. its a phrase used for any bite that you
get but didn’t see what bit you. The bug spray here will say, ‘for
mosquitos, chiggers, and no-see-um’s.’ weird.
We drank a bunch of Keystone light and watched Aquateen Hunger force
while continuing to get loaded. Some of the people that were at the
club showed up and drinking continued until 8am. We all took showers
and got to sleep in a clean air-conditioned house. More importantly we
met some of the nicest and most generous people we ever met.
John had to get out for work at 7:30 am and he let us stay in his house
unsupervised until we woke up and were ready to hit the road again. It
was unbelievable. John should be nominated for sainthood. Again, it
goes to show that a few people can make or break an entire city or
state. nebraska gets a huge thumbs up from both the Mormons and 8-bit!!!
2 Comments:
i have a bit of josh in me. gross. ha.
Hey you guys! This is Jon Wayne, the hospitable guy from Lincoln. I just wanted to drop a note and let you know you got me and my little brother Tom mixed up. He may be bigger, but I'm older. Hope you guys had a good time. Thanks a bunch for the free gear. Good luck with the rest of the tour. Stop by anytime, I always have room. Oh yeah, That ain't porn. Later.
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