Back in Dedmonton- The Big Breakfast

We arrived in Edmonton at about 3:30 am. Fuckin burned out., I haven't slept much in the last two days. I go right to sleep in the blue race car bed that Scott's son has lent me. for the third time now. I love the race car bed. I'm too tall for it, but it sure beats the floor that I've used for the last two nights.

6:30 am. We are up and doing the shower waiting game. We make it to A-Channel on time . It's just not as cool as Wired. The other acts are a guy/girl cheerlaeding duo and a guy making baloon animals. I got him to make me a strap on and stand around the studio , like "What? It's early and I got a big baloon cock." There were also some juggling comedian guys. Different line up, but whatever.

The host of the show is a guy named Mark.He is campaigning for some kind of local office. Half of his airtime was used working for votes. There were posters and signs all over the place. I took one and added some divil horns and a goatee with a word balloon saying "I love stampede wrestling" And showed it off while he was on the air. He wasn't all that amused. Bastard added to his good humour by calling him Steve. It was hilarious.
"Oh, hey Steve."
"My name's Mark."
"oops" (canned laughter.

Here's how our part of the show went. Sound check.They have moniters, but they suck. Can't hear vocals at all. The sound techs can't e.q. out any of the feedback, so they are barely on at all. I tell them to fuck it, don't bother at all. Instead, they keep asking us to play the song again. Lots of swearing instead of lyrics.

The Burkilator is here from our label and he's gonna buy us breakfast. I'm glad I didn't fill up on donuts.

So, with no monitors, we play live for the show. I rocked really hard 'cause I was so pissed off. Then it was over. We pack up, I give my sprap-on to the guy cheerleader, and I appologize to the sound techs for swearing. Breakfast, laundry and bed at 2 pm.