tour 3.10
Matt - This show really sucked and I was feeling like shit and and went off to the van to lay down. Feeling like total fucking dogshit. So sick of shitty shows. Especially just days after the great show in the barn, getting to do Cock in My Pocket. Then I’m in the van and I miss the strip show and attempted blowing of some guy. Double loser. But everyone said is was pretty gross. Then we stayed with the stripper/blower I think.
Zeph - On a pool table a girl stripped and went down on this young guy who remained soft. We stayed with her and her roommate, they were pretty nice to us. Oh, and the show really sucked very bad. The next day it was so hot and we were driving around looking for this lake we’d been told about. Some parts of Texas look strange. Strange trees and geography. This place was a sort of stunted forest on a former dirt bike course with exaggerated hills and corners. It was deep in the heart of Texas and that was freaking us all out anyway until we noticed that all the roads in this little community were named after characters from Bonanza and we said “fuck the lake” and got the fuck outta there.
Wednesday, June 5 1996 Dallas TX
the Orbit Room
Z - We had to do two sets and the new guy who was running the place (Duncan) was a generous man. We left immediately when we were done and went to Memphis. I Think we got there at around 9am and went straight to a gymnasium with our good friend the local promoter Chris Walker. We played basketball against him and two guys from the club. I think we were gambling on whether or not he had to pay us anything at our show the next night and all having a pretty good laugh about how miserable we knew it would be. We beat them by something like 21-6 but Chris still won’t stop talkin’ shit because Roman scored almost all of our points.
Carol - we got into Memphis in the afternoon and found Chris Walker. the boys were psyched for the basketball game. we drove over to the gym. the game began. matt, zeph, roman vs. chris and his posse. roman turns out to be this amazing basketball player and led the team to victory. i mean i've seen him dribble and shoot when we used to go to the art institute together but i didn't realize just how awesome he was. a bet was a bet. so chris bought us all pizza. but i guess he didn't think it was a fair game. we went over to barrister's where we are gonna crash. we had some beer and played pool. roman's like tom cruz in the color of money. he could hustle and make a fuckin living playing pool. ramen.