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        Friday, June 06, 2008

    Takes Me Back...

    I'm listening To Shooter Jennings (Waylon's boy) performing 'Steady At The Wheel' (kick-ass tune, BTW) and boy, did the memories come flooding back.

    His band is tight, and rocks hard. And I got hired to work security for bands just like his that played in Oklahoma. A lot. I kept shit together, because shit tended to not happen around me, and if it did, it ended quick. I got paid in beer, pussy, a little cash, and the opportunity to fuck someone up here and there. I think that was my bonus.

    They always got an honest accounting from the door, and didn't have to worry about any asshole in the room but me. I remember one bassist that had cut out, like a million pussies, from Hustler, and had fiberglassed them to the body of his guitar. Watching chicks come up to him, and squinting at his guitar, and then backing away going 'Oh...oh...oh...' never got old.

    I mostly worked by myself, because I didn't want any 'friendly fire' incidents. I liked to be able to fuck up anybody who wasn't on the stage, or behind the bar. You should have seen the waitresses scamper behind the bar when the electricity crackled. A place of safety was usually a terrific idea. Better yet, leave. We already have your door charge money, you're drunk, and if you look at me wrong, you're gonna eat this chair.

    If you haven't been in a rough country bar, you simply cannot imagine.

    When I first arrived in Oklahoma, it was in July, and you could squat down and push your first finger into the asphalt of the road up to the second knuckle. The first fight I ever saw there was one hot chick, beating on another hot chick, like a man would, and their men picked up the drinks and just stayed the fuck out of the way. I got used to taking a piss, and watching other guys adjust their pistols in their boots or their belts, before they went back in to rejoin the wives, girlfriends, or family.

    I may expound on this sometime, but family, TV, and whiskey await.

    Happy Friday!