Another night in San Antonio. Hickoids, Cannibal Corpse, Cunto and the legendary Blowfly. That's right, Blowfly!
I made it down to Tequila Rock Bar (the little bar next to and associated with Backstage Live) right after the "Corpse" finished. I missed it all... But Cunto was setting up! It was Danny's last show with them. He is going off into some kind of greener pasture and they will replace him with someone, sometime (I'm sure they have a plan, but they didn't fill me in on what it is).
It was our turn next and we had a decent set. It was Davy's birthday so there were a lot old man jokes including (but not limited to) the need for Viagra and living with incontinence. Funny stuff.
The room really sounds like crap. I bet that even if it was packed beyond capacity the bodies wouldn't change the sound much. They need some damping stuff all over that concrete room. It really sounds like a horrible echoy box.
The mighty Blowfly was last. He hit us with several of his classics and a bunch of his newer favorites ("I believe my dick can fly" was pretty transcendent). The Fly gave Davy a birthday curse as he blew out the candles on the cake. Flipping him off the entire time. Jones was thrilled and everyone was right there with him. Thanks for making an old man's dream come true, Mr Fly.
I made it down to Tequila Rock Bar (the little bar next to and associated with Backstage Live) right after the "Corpse" finished. I missed it all... But Cunto was setting up! It was Danny's last show with them. He is going off into some kind of greener pasture and they will replace him with someone, sometime (I'm sure they have a plan, but they didn't fill me in on what it is).
It was our turn next and we had a decent set. It was Davy's birthday so there were a lot old man jokes including (but not limited to) the need for Viagra and living with incontinence. Funny stuff.
The room really sounds like crap. I bet that even if it was packed beyond capacity the bodies wouldn't change the sound much. They need some damping stuff all over that concrete room. It really sounds like a horrible echoy box.
The mighty Blowfly was last. He hit us with several of his classics and a bunch of his newer favorites ("I believe my dick can fly" was pretty transcendent). The Fly gave Davy a birthday curse as he blew out the candles on the cake. Flipping him off the entire time. Jones was thrilled and everyone was right there with him. Thanks for making an old man's dream come true, Mr Fly.
No comments:
Post a Comment