Hoo ha! Redemptive show last night in Denver, nothing better than walking into a getting-it-over-with show and playing a fucking encore. Paid $40 and sold five CDs. The best part was after a really cool set by the PW3, their bass player (John Lennon sunglasses, long gray hair, long gray beard and droopy mustache, New York Fucking City T-shirt, sitting on a stool thumbing a pink P-bass w/ a paisley leather pickguard) said he had to tell me a story. “I went to see Frank Zappa in ’74 [I knew then that I had been waiting to hear this story from this guy all night] and he came out while the house lights were still on and said ‘Alright, everybody’s got to sit down and shut the fuck up and listen to this guy.’ This guy came out and mumbled some jokes and played some songs on the piano. That guy was Tom Waits. I’m going to be telling my grandkids about you.”
Posted by Mishka at October 20, 2003 12:16 AM