Clinton’s Tavern, nov 6

Last night we played Clinton’s… again. I was pretty great. The rest of the band was okay. I wore checkered Moschino pants. The same one’s Jim Carrey wore on the cover of Vanity Fair forty thousand years ago. I said this to five thousand people last night and nobody remembers it. If you know me then you know I have a good memory. People say to me “wow, I wish I had your memory” after we bring up a memory and I fill in all the details but it’s not so great. It means my bad memories don’t fade away as fast either. On bad days I walk through the city being stoned by every bad memory from five years old until now.

Anyways, last night we played with Flowers of Hell. They were good but almost didn’t get on because their band leader was being a general prick about stuff and pissing off the Clinton’s staff. I had to put out a fire. The bartender was going to have them dropped on the spot but I made sure I listened until he was done complaining. Demoted the ‘out’ to a ‘strike’. This band leader IS an asshole. He was an asshole to us multiple times in the week leading up to the gig. I respect him though. He cares about his band and his music and that’s it. Goodness and tolerance are not necessary fuel in art’s furnace. I’ll buy that. Sometimes they are even a bad idea. Nice guys finish last, bla bla bla. We’ll see. There’s more than one way to skin a cat (I have more clichés, just call me). I’m doing the same thing as him – except Louie and I both share the band leading title – although I’m doing it by being nice. Who will judge the winner? Is the winner the one whose band is played on the radio next to The Arcade Fire and Ween? (Ween’s a bad example but I guarantee you the world would be a better place if it were the kinda world where as many people liked Ween as much as they liked The Arcade Fire) Is the winner the one who makes a comfortable living from music? Yes, I think that’s the one. Hmm… I think he’s gonna win. The guy’s way more driven than me. I only endeavour towards good art. This guy does that and ambition in parallel. That’s okay. When it’s all done god’s gonna look at his pile, then my pile, and he’ll get the trophy but later she’ll be having cocktails with me cuz I’m far better looking.

I just had a great idea. I’ll tell you about it later.

JC Penny

the same moschino pants jim carrey wore

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