today we drive to bordeaux. apparently this part of france
has not gotten the memo about that thing called winter. it's amazingly
beautiful down here and of course, yawn, everyone and everything is
very sexy. same old thing everywhere in this country.
bordeaux holds a special place in our hearts because of our old friends
here and the great things that have happened. for example, one time
we played an in-store at the virgin megastore. we pull up and there
are huge posters with our faces plastered all over the windows-we play,
the place is packed. meanwhile, scott had eaten a bad sandwhich at a
road stop and got food poisoning. midway through the last song he pushes
his way through the crowd and throws up right by the front entrance
of the store. huge posters of him in the windows and he's puking his
guts all over the place while people stand back and watch. very glamourous.
meanwhile our van is parked in back and someone breaks into it and steals
everything. so in keeping with this tradition, scott gets mugged after
a late night stroll looking for a phone and cigarettes. thanks bordeaux!
also, in keeping with our mentor, buddy rich, scott fires all of us
tonight and promises to get a replacement band in nantes. he rehires
johnny so we can get paid, and rehires me and tom so we can load the
van. then he gives us 2 weeks notice. we are fired again. all in all,
i was fired 3 times (quicktime
movie) , sohrab 5 times but rehired with a pay cut. i fire scott
and promise to get a replacement singer when i get to la. i hear the
guy from extreme is available.