Filled with surprises no doubt but, I provided a surprise for #MikeWatt and his #Secondmen at a show at my favourite dive bar #Winters @nocrapontap in #Pacifica California.
After another stunning, breakneck performance in which they played a variety of classic #Minutemen songs with D. Boone’s guitar and vocals handled instead by a man pounding the shit out of a #Hammond B3 organ with a spinning Leslie speaker to boot, and accompanied by a manic drummer who played more like hard free jazz then a rock ‘n’ roll man, I asked them “do you guys remember recording the #RollingStones’ Streetfighting Man?” They replied “yeah like two years ago… but not sure where that ended up…” So I pulled out the black gatefold vinyl to their amazement.
I had a paint marker for them to decorate the album with drumsticks and keyboards and I told him how I caught their show the night before opening for the legendary #punk band #X on their 40th anniversary tour.
Then, CJ the Sasquatch-like owner of #Winters took me upstairs where the kindly Mr. Watt, who is a personal hero and I’ve seen a dozen times in various incarnations over three decades, completed the trifecta by signing it personally to me, #UncleWeed with “much bass”. The signatures smudged due to be abundant beer and pouring rain but makes it all that more unique.
PS #JelloBiafra was at the show – when he was standing next to me I leaned over and said “I am the suede denim secret police, here to steal your uncool niece” of course he got the reference from one of his own #DeadKennedys songs, and exclaimed “I didn’t even have one of those jackets in my hippy days!”… He was wearing a US flag embroidered Western-style shirt which later he layered on a hoodie and a leather jacket when he headed out in a 1963 Plymouth Valiant in the dumping rain. Alas, I forgot my copy of Jello’s first spoken word album “No More Cocoons” so that will wait for another time.
Vinyl tell stories like streaming just can’t.
#VinylOfTheDay #AmericanLaundromat #collectable #Artifact