Grand Junction
Quotes:
“According to ancient astronaut scientists…” The History Chanel (from one of the most ridiculous bits
of television I’ve ever seen, whereupon alternative historians and “many
scientists” posited the theory that various mythological creatures were
actually aliens or created by aliens. The day before we watched, on the Oprah
network no less, shows about the shooting from the Texas Clock Tower and the Son
of Sam. I’m beginning to look at the television the way an abused dog looks at
the newspaper.)
“Lard was rendered by the choir.” Lisa
“It’s just a view – go back to sleep.”
“I will not be a backburner girl, I will NOT!!!” Girl
weepily exclaiming loudly as we walked into restaurant.
“Freckledink” Chuck – in reference to a red haired man’s
penis.
“Pee Joe? – that’s my favorite Stephen King novel.” Chuck
I wont even try to describe how beautiful the drive from
Denver to Grand Junction was. It was all snow-capped, lush, and waterfall-y,
with ruddy cheeked, hale people doing various vigorous outdoor activities
involving paddles and bikes and stuff. And then slowly the palette began to
change from greens and browns into tans, oranges and reds. And in that
surprising way Colorado has we found ourselves in another world of high country
desert; arid and dusty with mesas always in the distance. This was the world of
Grand Junction where we were to play a Sunday night show. Grand Junction itself
was a small town and evoked such glowing descriptions as Grand Junction, the Toledo of Colorado! Toledo
Ohio that is.
We first stopped at KAFM, a solar powered community radio
station where Chuck and Lisa went on the air and hyped the show to a cadaverous
but very nice dj who loved and still plays the Ass Ponys "Lohio" record.
We were going to play an “Indie Rock Showcase” with three
other bands at the Mesa Theatre, an old place with a gorgeous marquee. The
owner was a shouty man with few admirers among the local musicians. Sample conversation between him and
employee starting with him. “Sound guy didn’t show up.” “Which one?” “Idiot One or Idiot Two, take
your pick.” He was nice to us though, as long as you didn’t mind being talked
at with no pause, or even desire it would seem, for a response. As we were
loading in word came around to the musicians that the owner had just sold the
place and that after 14 years this was going to be his last show. Interesting
night. About 80 kids showed up to
see the band after us who were really good and obviously local heroes. The kids
tolerated us and a few even got up to dance. We only had a half hour set so we
decided to go for a Yo La Tengo vibe and see if we could stretch 4 songs into
the whole set. I got a video of Pizza King so I’ll post that if I ever learn
how.
Today is a driving day with us due to play in Spokane, WA
tomorrow.
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