Monthly Archives: April 2003

the Ska Summit Experience: So, how was skankfest? (a Chris Smail quote)

so yeah, right off the bat we got lost driving arround to find the place of the show… damn… even after we had (what we thought were) good directions from the Midget Jon Favrau and later from a smokey gas station atendant name Gaysomethingorother, we’d've rather called her “Vie” but she had a nametag on… so we get there, and we’re allready too late to see Dan Potthast, oh well, it’s cool, there’s plenty more to see, and we can hear the Toast from outside the gate, and they aren’t bad… speaking of outside the gate we waited there for like FOURTY FIVE FREAKIN’ MINUTES!.. ah well… Alyson got a rad pic of Mr Jim, Spence and i… we get in, we mill arround, and i’m checkin’ out merch tables and seeing where shit is… and also lookin’ for scheduals for the stages… found em! YAY! now i know where to go when i want!.. ended up catching some of Dr Octopuss and Let’s Go Bowling, but admittedly i was in a ska-punk/ska-pop mood and this third wave stuff wasn’t fittin’ the bill just now as much as i wanted it to… hung arround a bit got to talk to Big D of Big D and the Kids Table fame about touring in Normal IL, and Mr Jim got a picture of us… then i went to see Starpool (ex-Save Ferris mostly) and they rocked my darling socks off! rock w/ horns, very Socko-ish, very fun, i’ll be watchin’ these guys… later i ran into Oliver and T-Bone Willy and talked at them, and once again Mr Jim was there to snap another quick pic (tho he took me completely by suprize by grabbing Alyson’s camera)… made sure to go and catch the Nuckle Brothers reunion show, it was sweet, so glad they played “Dig ‘em Smacks” just so i could yell (w/ the band and about 1/2 the crowd) “get the fuck outta my house kid!”, also saw lil Mr Aaron Barrett disguised as a trucker… then i chilled out and sat on the ground and listened to Rx Bandits, they sounded way off at that show, oh well… then the Forces of Evil played, i was super excited, but for some reason felt let down, they too sounded off… so i wandered over to see Monique Powell and her Fake Ferris band, i’ve heard people say “they didn’t play that well” but to me her band sounded on! and yeah she’s always been like that onstage, it’s funny, to a point, the best is when Neville Staple came on and sang “Super Spy” with her! but before it was over i ended up wandering to the same stage Mr Jim had wandered to, to see the highlight of the show! a new IMPOSSIBLY GOOD SKA BAND!.. that’s right folks, the Suburban Legends rocked our SOCKS OFF! it’s hard to say how good this band was, but it’s everything i remember seeing at my first few shows, high energy and fuckin’ dancible ass songs! if any new ska band is the next big ska super-stars it’s these guys!… after them we kicked arround somemore, takin’ in some sites at the venue, then it was time for Big D and the Kids Table… man i was waiting for this all day! YAY!.. right from the get go, Mr Jim realized this wasn’t his crowd as a punch was thrown in the pit imediatly in the first song, i should’ve warned him, as if any band may make a moron do this, it’s be them… they totally rocked me, i was so tired about half way thru that set it was UNREAL! they even suprised me by covering “Little Bitch” by the Specials! it was so good i REALLY hope they record it sometime! too too much rock-ska for me!.. after that we walk arround more as it starts to get cold and all we have is our sunburns to keep us warm… i stopped by the Mustard Plug both and hung out w/ the guys and took a few pix, it was great, i was sad i missed them, and sad that i had to sit thru the Selecter (never quite liked them) and Voodoo Glow Skulls (as much as i like them, they sounded worce than Rx Bandits, PA problems i’m sure) before the next band… yep it was Reel Big Fish, they started off shakey but picked up and totally dominated the crowd! and even a special performave of “She has a Girlfriend Now” w/ Monique Powell on Vocals just like the CD, talk about tres swank, and RBF played all the old ska stuff that made us crazy kids love them back 5yrs or so ago… and Tyler delivered a message to the crowd from the BossToneS and Less Than Jake: “wish we could be there, have fun”… after RBF it was time for the Toasters, but Jim’s back was hurtin’ something fierce and i decided that it was better to bite the bullet and miss them for my friends well being than to see Bucket and Crew pick it up again… on the way out the door was Dan Potthast and friends layin’ down some beats! i couldn’t help it, i told Mr Jim, Spence and Alyson to keep walkin’, i’d catch up i HAD to talk to Dan! i think i scared him by yelling “i’ve been waiting all day to see you!” as i ran up to him! it was crazy cool fun talkin’ to him! wow, i can’t tell ya’ll how much, but i made it quick and ran to catch up w/ the group… we went back to the hotel and Mr Jim and i talked a bit about the show, we came up w/ this

best new band: Suburban Legends
band most represented by shirts that played: Suburban Legends
band most represented by shirts that dinna play: the Aquabats
was it worth the drive out?: i say TOTALLY mr Jim says he fuckin’ hates me

then we totally crash out as we have to start our drive back home early the next moring

the Road to Ska Summit: Vegas Baby!

well i got dolled up, navy blue suit coat, green-blue plaid tie, white shirt, kackis, checkered belt, dark blue vans, and a BossToneS badge, time to hit the mother fuckin’ las Vegas Strip!.. rode the outside escalators, walked over them street crosswalks, then we (Spence, Alyson and i) hit the Ballagio… i got me a $9.50 Gin Martini, and it was the best martini i ever had, so i dinna feel TOO ripped off… lost $5.50 on slots, i was not the high roller that Alyson was… wandered arround some more… hit a souvier shop and got a las Vegas shot glass that said “JOSE” on it, made me laugh, counter guy wanted to kill me cuz i had no less than a $20 bill on me… wondered somemore, then packed it in and went back to the hotel… crashed out on the fold out couch in the “living room” w/ Alyson as Mr Jim and Spence were said to look “too peacefull”

the Road to Ska Summit: 4 Seasons, 1 Day

after a whopping 4hrs of sleep, me and Mr Jim yoink a few bagels and head back on the road… unknown to our travelers is that CO just got BITCH-SLAPPED by some winter stormyness! FUCK! yeah crossing Denver and the Rockies was a chore and a half, snow and sharp inclines!.. Mr Jim had the wheel so we were safe… at one point on this trip my left ear stopped poppin’ and the presure on it was gettin’ intence, it hurt like a mother and i even spazzed out a few times!.. eventually tears started to stream out of my left eye, it was fucked up… we stopped at a wonderful little truckstop called “Rosie’s” and i had the Biscuits and Gravey… finally we get outta CO and into the lovely sandy UT… we heard some crazy fucker on talk radio that cracked us up, and even saw an a big wooden Indian holding a pint of Guiness… it was messed!.. and we called Alyson and Spence to update them on our position and ETA… went through some rad looking terain in AZ and then we hit NV! YEE HAW!.. we were gettin’ antsy, we’re so close to las Vegas, but still a ways a way… we’re were singin’ to oldies and actin’ dumb and James said something and i punched him in the shoulder… yeah bad move, his shoulder and back are all fucked up anyway, i just agravated everything! i’m still not sure how i made it home alive and w/ all my limbs after that… we find the hotel and Alyson and Spence then go get some food at a noodle place, it was pretty good… then we go back to the hotel and Mr Jim needs some sleep… we all wish him sweet dreams then hit the strip!

the Road to Ska Summit: Vegas or Bust! (Prolly the Latter)

well i got my ticket, packed some clothes, filled my car w/ some Big D and the Kids Table CDs and took off for Sunny Carbondale… i did start late however, so i was late getting to Mr Jim’s… we loaded up his car and we were off to Vegas via I-70 West, let me tell you, that’s one ultra awful big stretch of ro-ad buddy!.. we knocked out IL and MO w/o problem, goofing off and even passing the “Elvis is Alive Museum” (no time to stop this trip tho) in record time!.. we had stopped for a short dinner at a wonderful little place called Gasper’s, and me and Mr Jim made a friend… back on the road and fuckin’ arround, ya see acting silly is easy for me and James, but could we do this over the cource of a 27hr trip? and still like each other?.. that’s what we were to find out… we hit KS and Jim took a nap while i drove, shortly before this we realized the whole “time zone” thing, yeah that’s how mentally planned we were, but we took it in stride… Jim slept a lot of KS and only took the wheel shortly before we hit CO… why didn’t i pack more pants?.. after way too many hours of driving on both parts (but mainly Jims) we HAD to stay someplace, stopped at the Travel Inn in lovely historic Limon, CO… set off alarms and woke the owner… she gave us a room and we crashed out right away… mmm matress!

Everybody sing along:
Animal crakers in my coat,
Angela Lansbury, “Murder, She Wrote”