HAPPY NEW YEAR! MY HANGOVER IS GONE NOW
Here's a nutty little video
from our New Year's Eve.
We began with a deee-lish dinner among new and old friends at Cafe Brenda
, a gourmet vegetarian restaurant I'd never been to before. Just let me say, "butternut squash ginger soup." We made it home just in time for an impromptu Komedy Koven
party at our place. Rather than say, turn on a TV or radio, or find a clock with seconds, we counted down by looking at our cable box and guessing how many seconds were left. "19... 18... 17... aaAGHHHHHH! HAPPY NEW YEAR!" Oh crap, the music! Guided By Voices "Salty Salute." Yeah, a bit unorganized and anticlimactic but once Space Waitress
showed up and Doc Chameleon's
unstoppable party tape kicked in, it was a blast. Most of us ended up at *the* crazy rockin-hipster party to be at in Minneapolis, which starts at midnite. I squeezed into this smokey horde of boozehounds with my camera slightly protected/concealed in a paper sack, which I repeatedly pointed to and told people, "It's a hidden camera!" Needless to say, the fruits of this labor were dark and stinky. Oh - but Tommy Stinson
was in da house! Let's see, the last time I partied with a Guns N Roses axeman was probably... umm... never.
Tommy and I had a real heart-to-heart about things. Axl's tantrums in the recording studio, the ridiculous amount of coke - did I want any? no, thanks - and of course having to ask all those girls for ID - did I need any girls? no, thanks Tommy, I've got a steady girl now. It's not like the old days anymore, I've got a steady job and a steady woman. Yeah, all that rehab must've straightened my shit out. But goddam it's nice to see you Tommy. You're lookin' real good man. Listen, I gotta get going, my friends want to leave. Naw, I don't think that would be a good idea, we're probably just gonna go to bed. Say hi to Buckethead - what the hell is up with Buckethead Tommy, can you tell me that? Is he an asshole or what? Cool. Well allright man, listen... You too. Later.