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empallinso i was going to write about dead and dying crushes but the inspiration just isn't there. can't get it organized or find the pictures i need for it so i am going to go off about Nirvana's beer. thanks to 
baybeejami for picking the new direction. and it's even a fun kind of story.
so circa 1990 i was hanging out at Rainbow Records takling to my friend Scott Booker. i grew up buying music fromm this man. at this point he was manager and possibly part owner of my second home. i was hitting up for new and up coming info as i was prone to do everythime i went into the store. he told me he had managed to set up a show for an upcoming SuB Pop band called Nirvana. this was the tour for Bleach so all the gigs were still club shows. i wasn't all that interested in the mess of Seatle bands too much but i still asked if AEPB and i were getting listed. he said it would be no problem if we were willing to help out if needed. that would only be fair and thus very acceptable. so we talked about music for a bit before i wandered off to make my selections and go on my way.
the night of the show we arrived in pletty of time for hellos and any of the help that might be needed. i planned on us keeping our word. it was looking like it was going to be a good show. it was still very early and there were already people waiting to get in. we kind of stood back until we saw some of the organizing party. things were coming together pretty well with the exception of the fact that Nirvan had not yet arrived. Scott had been assured by, their manager, Michelle that they were behind schedule but they would be there. At the time she was also the manager for local guns The Flaming Lips. she was considered to be trusted as far as i knew. it was all pretty laid back. a very hot lazy Oklahoma summer evening. the doors were opened and people were showing up. it was really looking like a fun show. lots of people but not completely packed. the next update from Michelle was that they were lost.
we were just kind of wondering around waiting. help would really be needed now. it was going to be tight for time when they showed up. Scott was talking to the guy that fronted him some of the money to put this on. when the guy rode off Scott walked by us and said it was time to look busy. So we went inside and surveyed the crowd for friends that were not there. Went to the lounge office, back outside, back inside. We were within ear shot when the shit hit the fan. Michelle had come clean with the fact that she had not spoken to the band for several days and that they had not shown for the past couple of shows. so now the big question was what to do about admissions. i never heard what actually happened to the people that had already paid to get in but the situation was explained to those arriving late and they were offered a discounted addmission if the chose to enter. about the time the opening band came on scott had struck some kind of deal that eased his thoughts. he was going to be losing money but it was going to be easier than it had originally looked.
this was about the time Scott's friends/heaighbors The Lips arrived. so we all headed up to the lounge office. according to Nirvana's concert rider there was quite a bit of beer to be taken care of and this was getting ready to be taken care of. i just sat there litening to the conversations. in a rarity i actually drank one of these beers because they were paid for where any other drink wasn't. instead of getting to meet the next big thing, i was there drinking. it was a let down at the time but it was probably more fun. we decided to cut out early. AEPB finished his drink and pocketed a couple for home and we said our goodbyes. As for Michelle, she was soon to be released from managing Nirvana and The Flaming Lips would be placed in Scott's hands. turns out she was basically mental at the time. never seemed too stable in my previous dealings with her. i hope she had to pay for those beers.
baybeejami for picking the new direction. and it's even a fun kind of story. so circa 1990 i was hanging out at Rainbow Records takling to my friend Scott Booker. i grew up buying music fromm this man. at this point he was manager and possibly part owner of my second home. i was hitting up for new and up coming info as i was prone to do everythime i went into the store. he told me he had managed to set up a show for an upcoming SuB Pop band called Nirvana. this was the tour for Bleach so all the gigs were still club shows. i wasn't all that interested in the mess of Seatle bands too much but i still asked if AEPB and i were getting listed. he said it would be no problem if we were willing to help out if needed. that would only be fair and thus very acceptable. so we talked about music for a bit before i wandered off to make my selections and go on my way.
the night of the show we arrived in pletty of time for hellos and any of the help that might be needed. i planned on us keeping our word. it was looking like it was going to be a good show. it was still very early and there were already people waiting to get in. we kind of stood back until we saw some of the organizing party. things were coming together pretty well with the exception of the fact that Nirvan had not yet arrived. Scott had been assured by, their manager, Michelle that they were behind schedule but they would be there. At the time she was also the manager for local guns The Flaming Lips. she was considered to be trusted as far as i knew. it was all pretty laid back. a very hot lazy Oklahoma summer evening. the doors were opened and people were showing up. it was really looking like a fun show. lots of people but not completely packed. the next update from Michelle was that they were lost.
we were just kind of wondering around waiting. help would really be needed now. it was going to be tight for time when they showed up. Scott was talking to the guy that fronted him some of the money to put this on. when the guy rode off Scott walked by us and said it was time to look busy. So we went inside and surveyed the crowd for friends that were not there. Went to the lounge office, back outside, back inside. We were within ear shot when the shit hit the fan. Michelle had come clean with the fact that she had not spoken to the band for several days and that they had not shown for the past couple of shows. so now the big question was what to do about admissions. i never heard what actually happened to the people that had already paid to get in but the situation was explained to those arriving late and they were offered a discounted addmission if the chose to enter. about the time the opening band came on scott had struck some kind of deal that eased his thoughts. he was going to be losing money but it was going to be easier than it had originally looked.
this was about the time Scott's friends/heaighbors The Lips arrived. so we all headed up to the lounge office. according to Nirvana's concert rider there was quite a bit of beer to be taken care of and this was getting ready to be taken care of. i just sat there litening to the conversations. in a rarity i actually drank one of these beers because they were paid for where any other drink wasn't. instead of getting to meet the next big thing, i was there drinking. it was a let down at the time but it was probably more fun. we decided to cut out early. AEPB finished his drink and pocketed a couple for home and we said our goodbyes. As for Michelle, she was soon to be released from managing Nirvana and The Flaming Lips would be placed in Scott's hands. turns out she was basically mental at the time. never seemed too stable in my previous dealings with her. i hope she had to pay for those beers.
