Dec 12, 2012

When "rock" calls...

Well, we're off for our week long West Coast stint!  It's hard to believe that after twelve years of writing music, Loincloth is actually taking its magic show on the road! Fortunately for us, Rock knows no boundaries, so a group of four crusty musicians like us can still contribute to the world by kickin' our own peculiar brand of instrumental metal for the soul.  Thankfully, science provides us with pills to help with the kinds of things that never used to bother us! Not recreational pills mind you, but the "doc-in-a-bottle" type pills that make rockin' out a little less painful the next day!  Hell, if the The Rolling Stones can do it in their early 100's we should be able to kick some walker-'n'-caned ass in our 40's, right?

The adorable dog in the photo is Jasmine, and she's probably going to be a little mopey until I get back.  She'll forget about me when it's dinner time, and every time Monica takes her for an r-i-d-e ( if I type it as a word she'll go nuts! ) but she will definitely be on a pity trip for a few days.  Aww, who am I kidding?  I'll miss her too!  Almost as much as I'll miss her mother.  Monica, it's up to you to make sure that Jasmine feels loved while I'm gone.  I'm the bigger sucker between the two of us and she has grown accustomed to a certain level of spoiling!  Oh, note the framed photo on the wall behind Jasmine.  It's the original photo that the cover of "Iron Balls of Steel" was cropped from.  Maybe I'll post it and the missing image from the inside of the cd some day.  Right now I have to figure out how to cram all of my clothes, a bunch of Loincloth shirts, cd's, vinyl and some drum stuff into a suitcase. Here's hoping the Christmas rush prevents the TSA from deciding to pull every garment out of my bag out of boredom!

What tales there will be to tell once I get back!  Assuming of course that the End of Days doesn't really happen on 12/21/2012.  I've made a flag for a new nation..."Stevetopia", just in case the excrement hits the fan while we're in the air on our way back.  Someone has to start over, and I'm up for the challenge!  I will be a benevolent dictator, unless of course someone dares to disagree with my decrees.  Then Jasmine here will whine and pester my enemies into submission.  She is merciless in her pitiful cuteness!  Her dead bird breath is merciless too.  She's a self contained "good cop, bad cop" interrogation team.  No one can take her one on one.

More when we return...

Merry Christmas, everyone!  And safe travels!

1 comment:

  1. Hey Steve, great show in Seattle. You guys pull off the Loincloth material very well live. I even got to say hello, briefly. I think I was the only dipshit eating popcorn at a metal concert. The goth kids looked like they were going to sacrifice me.