O.K. THIS WILL BE THE FIRST INSTALLMENT OF SEVERAL FOR THE GODDAMNED SPIN ONLINE CRAP FOR OUR MODEST LITTLE GROUP - THE JESUS LIZARD.

TODAY IS TUES. JULY 4th (or at least it was six days ago) , WE’VE FINISHED PLAYING OUR SEGMENT OF LOLLAPALOOZA AND ARE NOW HAULING ASS THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS ABOUT 30 MILES EAST OF SEATTLE. ALL OUR LIVES WE HAVE KNOWN THAT VANCOUVER IS PART OF CANADA AND YET WE’RE STILL GOING THERE. DON’T ASK ME.

UM.

WE STOPPED AT LITTLE ALCOVE THING TO SHOOT OFF ALL THE FIREWORKS WE BOUGHT A COUPLE DAYS AGO. WE WERE ABLE TO PUT OUT THE FIRE WITH FEW INJURIES TO OURSELVES.

I INTRODUCED MYSELF TO SINEAD O’CONNOR. I THINK MAYBE SHE WOULD RATHER NOT HAVE TO TALK TO ME.

I’M GONNA GET BACK TO YOU LATER, PERHAPS I’LL HAVE SOMETHING INTERESTING TO SAY, PERHAPS NOT.

MY NAME IS DAVID YOW.

5 July YOW

It has been twelve days since my lazy ass typed up one of these things . . . apologies to anyone who cares. I’ll cover what has happened in that time.

NOTE: To make it easier for you and me-

Vancouver was alright and we had the following days off so we could hang for the whole show. Sonic Youth was a blast that night. Sinead sang like an angel. The bourbon was flowing. George Wendt was there, as was the funny guy on Saturday Night Live. Nate Bosstone offered Mr. Wendt a beer, he smiled and accepted. I offered Mr. Wendt some whisky, he looked at me cock-eyed as if I were implying he had a drinking problem

6 July

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7 july

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8 July

YOW

All the crew that had been to Fiddlers Green in Denver said it would be the worst venue on the tour. Yes. dB limit. Retarded location.

I got far too soused after the show and stumbled around to various dressing rooms bothering the folks therein. I can vaguely recall yammering at one of the guys in Sinead’s band, but he was very kind and patient with me. It just seemed like he was probably thinking, “Why don’t you go sleep somewhere you drunk little man ?”

9 july

YOW

We planned on driving part of the way to K.C. and spend the night on the way, but all fifteen hotels we tried were booked up. We got to K.C. about 7:30 am and of course could not get into the hotel where we had reservations. We had a long breakfast. We got an oil change for the van. We drove around honking our goofy customized horn at pedestrians. We still had hours to go before we could get our rooms. We went to (believe it or not) T.G.I. Fridays and ate appetizers. We laughed at the brown-nosing waiter who claimed to know who we were but could not put his finger on the name.

We knew he was a fool when he said that he definitely recognized Si (Si is our monitor princess). We finally got to our rooms at 3 o’clock. We stayed awake (except Whitney) and played in the pool enjoying our beers. We did laundry. We went to eat at (believe it or not) T.G.I. Fridays. We went back to the hotel to sleep when suddenly our old friend Tim Moss showed up with a couple pals. We chatted for a while. We had a big orgy with some of the high school girls across the hall. We slept.

10 July YOW

Played. Fun. Woo.

11 july

YOW

The reserved seating at these places sucks my ass. But for some reason I had the most fun playing so far. It was good.

july12 YOW

My wife and some of her best ol’ buddies came to this show. That was nice. Our dressing room resembled a 10’ x 10’ interrogation room. Courtney Love strode in searching for Duane. I still don’t know what’s up with that, but I’m sure it’s not rumor fodder. During our show there were several times I caught myself laughing due to the hordes of people leaving with their fingers in their ears.

JULY 13 YOW

Whitney, Si, Debbie and I went shopping at Meijer. I replaced my old paper back Scrabble dictionary. Meijer is (for those who don’t know and for those who give a shit) about the biggest store in whole ever lovin’ world. It has a full on grocery store, a full on Kmart/Target kind of store, a full on hardware store and a bunch of other crap too. A large contingent of the Pooza tour swung by Staches for a fun filled night off. On the bill that night were Miss May ‘66, a two piece whose name escapes me, and Ed Hall. It was good. Drinks aplenty!

July 14 YOW

I felt like hell. Rough and puffy. I looked like a wadded up dollar bill with swollen eyes. Showtime came far to soon. I would rather have not played. My good buddies Rick Polanski and Diane Jeffris gave me a Scrabble wrist watch. We left early to drive to Chicago.

JULY 15 YOW

Our home town. It was great to see the smiling faces of so many of our chums while we played the set. The McNeilly kids, Elsa 2 1/2 and Owen 1+, decorated our dressing room with various things ranging from cheddar gold fish to lil’ binkies to giant plastic pot leaves and beer cans.

16 July

Sleeping. Typing. Sleeping. Fucking. Sleeping. Swimming. Sleeping. Fucking. Sleeping.

Good bye til we meet again. My name is David Yow.