Saturday, June 25th
Liberty Kitchen, 28544 Old Town Front St, Temecula, CA 92590
9:30-close
Free!
G-Unit this week is...
Drums: Rich Berardi
Bass: Steve Tegel
Guitar: Dutch Suoninen
Keyboards: Jonny Niemann
I've been kicked offstage at nicer places...
Last night my good buddy of many years got married. (He was actually the 1st PCB drummer circa 1999-2001. I call him Beachfoot.)
Mind you, this is a guy who I have heard utter the words, I don't believe in the institution of marriage. On many occasions. A true existentialist. He don't got no social networking pages. He is an off the grid kinda guy.
I mean after making the colossal mistake of quitting my band he went back to Stanford to get a PhD in philosophy. And now he's a professor there. #fail
But anyway, he had the most elaborate and gorgeous and extravagant weddings I think I've ever been to at the Biltmore Four Seasons on the beach in Santa Barbara. I checked the room prices in case I thought I might stay there. The cheapest one was $645. So naturally I slept on my friend's AirBnB couch.
They had a wedding band. You know. Appetizers & champagne as the sun set over the ocean. The whole nine yards.
But I was really itching to get up there and sing cuz the wedding band were playing a bunch of cheezy cover songs that I have played hundreds of times.
So finally, I was lubricated enough to pop on stage when they had our friend the groom sit in on a song. It was Obvious Child by Paul Simon. One of my favorites.
And the band didn't learn it very well. So I sauntered on stage and sang it with just drums and that was fun.
Then came the drum solo where everyone focuses on the newly anointed husband. So I left the stage to give them a moment before we kicked in to the second verse all hard core and stuff.
But as I was walking back to the mic the wedding band guitar player blocked my path with his guitar and one of his backup singers stuck her arm out as well. Right in to my chest. She said you have to leave the stage. And I was like why? And she was like because I said so. As I walked away, I said, it's ok I've been kicked off the stage at nicer places.
But actually I haven't. That was the nicest place I've ever been kicked off stage. One for the record books.
Stupid wedding band.
And many many happy returns to Mr. & Mrs. Beachfoot.
Liberty Kitchen, 28544 Old Town Front St, Temecula, CA 92590
9:30-close
Free!
G-Unit this week is...
Drums: Rich Berardi
Bass: Steve Tegel
Guitar: Dutch Suoninen
Keyboards: Jonny Niemann
I've been kicked offstage at nicer places...
Last night my good buddy of many years got married. (He was actually the 1st PCB drummer circa 1999-2001. I call him Beachfoot.)
Mind you, this is a guy who I have heard utter the words, I don't believe in the institution of marriage. On many occasions. A true existentialist. He don't got no social networking pages. He is an off the grid kinda guy.
I mean after making the colossal mistake of quitting my band he went back to Stanford to get a PhD in philosophy. And now he's a professor there. #fail
But anyway, he had the most elaborate and gorgeous and extravagant weddings I think I've ever been to at the Biltmore Four Seasons on the beach in Santa Barbara. I checked the room prices in case I thought I might stay there. The cheapest one was $645. So naturally I slept on my friend's AirBnB couch.
They had a wedding band. You know. Appetizers & champagne as the sun set over the ocean. The whole nine yards.
But I was really itching to get up there and sing cuz the wedding band were playing a bunch of cheezy cover songs that I have played hundreds of times.
So finally, I was lubricated enough to pop on stage when they had our friend the groom sit in on a song. It was Obvious Child by Paul Simon. One of my favorites.
And the band didn't learn it very well. So I sauntered on stage and sang it with just drums and that was fun.
Then came the drum solo where everyone focuses on the newly anointed husband. So I left the stage to give them a moment before we kicked in to the second verse all hard core and stuff.
But as I was walking back to the mic the wedding band guitar player blocked my path with his guitar and one of his backup singers stuck her arm out as well. Right in to my chest. She said you have to leave the stage. And I was like why? And she was like because I said so. As I walked away, I said, it's ok I've been kicked off the stage at nicer places.
But actually I haven't. That was the nicest place I've ever been kicked off stage. One for the record books.
Stupid wedding band.
And many many happy returns to Mr. & Mrs. Beachfoot.
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| Jammin' with my brother Bennett a couple weeks ago. He taught me everything I know. Most important is -- to listen. |
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| 1 year ago today we were hanging out with this guy. Lorenzo the Llama. |
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