26.10.08

the joker and the hanger



i went to a white zebra show last night out in the middle of nowhere.
Rio Hondo.
maybe 8pm, already getting dark
we got off the expressway and drove down this farm road for like 30 minuets, i was waiting the car to run outa gas and slowly roll to a stop; then the lights would dim ever-so gently and we would have to walk to the nearest house to use a phone, at the same time be followed by a tall lanky man with a black mask and black eyes.
....
..
whatever.

so the show was at an airplane hanger (apparently Rio Hondo was once a hot spot for honeymooners and small families wanting a getaway to sunny south texas)

"where the hell are we" i said as the car parked and doors opened.
"for real" said ashley.

we walk towards a circle of 8-10 guys dressed in geto/american eagle attire.
"are you in the band?"
apperantly there is only one band playing
"i'm not but he is" i point to adrian.
"a'ight dude, its five bucks for you then"
five..
too much

"whatever"
i pay him.
what was i gonna do
after all they outnumbered us four to 1
well...
adrian probably wouldnt have stuck 'round

"it's a nice place for a show" i say
"yeah"
the ceiling ascends pretty high the room is huge (big enough to park a jet i suppose) and there is a "garage door" type-o-thing on the opposite wall.
hmmm... why didnt we come in that way.
on the ceiling in a couple of disco balls.
"nice"
i follow my friend andrea 'round back where we meet up with peeps sitting 'round a 'round table drinking booze and sharing stories.
i tilt my head and reach to the back of my neck to relieve some tension and am startled by the stars
so many
i think i saw Orions belt in 40 different places

perks of being a farmer i suppose

one of the kids at the show painted his face like the joker.
way to go kid.
your originality blows my mind.
please be my friend

white zebra had a rough start, herby messed up estebans main guitar and so he was using the tele. i could tell they couldnt hear each other, or they didnt care. the timing kept falling apart.
and at the last song a couple of fellows pulled out mats and two guys started a fight.
like we were in tai-kwon-do class.
one kid even wore some kind of balie outfit.
in short, i didnt understand it.
during that songs several zebra junkies went shirtless and started dancing on the stage.
after a while there must have 12 peolpe on the stage dancing, jumping, letting it out if you will.

turned out to be a good show

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

...its all, part of the plan~