We had two nights in San Francisco. One playing jams, one hunting clams. We had a wild night at a bar on Geary called the Buck Shot. The gun for their Big Buck Hunter machine was broken and so we stomped it. We saw a guy get punched in the face a bunch for knocking something over. Cops came and the puncher was just dancing. He might have had a DOG-T tattoo, but no one’s snitching. We have some great photobooths and we’ll put those up later. All in all it was a good night.
The next night was the show at Café Du Nord in the Castro. Fabulous! Brothers in Arms GLITTER WIZARD headlined bringing a ruckus rough rider style. Before them were HOT LUNCH. We had too many to count come up to tell us what a spectacular night of music this was. Smiles were streamed across faces. Beers flowed from glass like the radiation of a Japanese nuclear plant. There was rappin’ and sappin’, sappin’ and rappin’, and some guy called me Potato Chip for sitting on his stoop drinking beer. Our best show in SF yet. Rock n’ Roll is still alive and well.