tour 5.08
Friday, July 4 1997 Seattle WA OK Hotel
Zeph - Oh yeah, Seattle July 4th Friday nite, right down on the water front, it’ll be awesome. It sucked so bad. We got beat on the money too of course. We left at 2am and I drove about two and a half hours out of Seattle on 90. Everyone else was asleep, there was so little room for everyone to stretch out now with all our stuff. I pulled off into a rest area and slept for a couple hours outside in my sleeping bag beside the van.
Matt - After this stop in Seattle, I felt like I never wanted to come back. Just get me home to my cat Ruby.
Carol - we stayed with this couple zeph knew last night. they were nice to us. i called eddie in chicago to see if my keys had turned up. i left a message. the ok hotel was less than ok. diane padlock was there and john and mello but no scott. i got my white belt back which i left here last time. diane’s sister and some french girl showed up and were gettin drunk. the show sucked. something was terribly wrong with my amp. we played. we drank. then we left. i love this drive. we are driving through beautiful coeur d’alene, idaho. we had a blow out around here on the last tour with aaron and andré and missed our missoula show.
Saturday, July 5 1997 Missoula MT Jay’s Upstairs w/Sasshole and Mike & Rick
M - This was our first show in Montana. Even though I should have been in a bad mood because it wasn’t very pleasant, I didn’t give a shit and was happy. During our set, some guy threw a lit cigarette at me and it landed near my feet, I picked it up and finished smoking it.
C - we got here early so i tried to get in touch with millie from ‘sasshole’ but it was no use cuz she lived with her parents and they wouldn’t appreciate a bunch of strangers hangin’ out at their house. so we just stayed at jay’s. me matt and zeph took a nap and when we woke up todd and mikie were gone. they showed up later and said they went and saw “grosse point blank”. we played with sasshole and mike and rick. jason tried to figure out what was wrong my amp but there was nothing he could do about it. a lot of people showed up and we got good drinks. we went to a party afterwards. zeph and mikie were tripping. this girl who lived at the house gave me a bunch of insteads which are like feminine napkin and tampon alternatives. they look like diaphragm and work the same way. she said her roommate works for the company so they had boxes of them. i had my doubts but i took them anyway.
Z - We got moving again at sunrise and made it to Missoula by late afternoon. I slept for a couple hours on the floor of the club before they turned the lights on and Mikey and Todd went to a movie. Grosse Pointe Blanke. The stage at Jay’s is awful for the drummer. Tied for worst in the whole country with the Big Dipper in Spokane WA. There were bad vibes all around before we got onstage but as the whole tour up to that point came around to it’s daily peak of futility, some of us were beginning to get like clowns. The show became very stupid and fun and was well liked by the punks who played in the other bands and their friends who we went to a party with afterwards, where I traded 7 assorted Chevy CD’s for 6 hits of acid which Mikey and I took and ended up at this girl’s parent’s who were on 3rd shift.
We left with her passed out on the living room floor and an unsigned note saying, “Millie’s Dad, We enjoyed drinking your beer while you were at work.” We puked in their front yard a couple of times and drove with Shelly over to her boyfriend’s house to get his dogs and take them to Nimrod which she kept on saying was “ssso, awesome!” There really is no set speed limit on the interstate in Montana and we were packed into her hatchback with the smashed out back window and the dogs and blown out speakers blaring Royal Trux & Flaming Lips tripping at 9 in the morning with Shelley driving literally 100 miles an hour back and forth on 90 trying to find this place. She finally says she’s got it and when I get out of the car, she’s parked directly next to this enormous elk carcass or something which the dogs immediately push by me to begin rolling in.
Mikey and I get out of the car and are standing there staring at the dogs and the carcass when we notice Shelly in her white go-go boots pulling down her cutoffs and peeing beside the car in the gravel road about ten feet way. We both looked at each other and then noticed behind us an open field completely covered by yellow flowers with two wild horses playing in it. We found this Nimrod which was a small waterfall and natural spring directly beside I-90 and the Union-Pacific rail line out in the middle of nowhere on a beautiful morning. We swam and rode back to town and went and met up with the other guys who had slept at the house we’d gotten the acid at. They seemed like they were in a bad mood. We went and got coffees and then to a pawn shop to get a western union after which we left for Utah.