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Holy Cow!

2008-05-14 18:12 / 标准相册
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I don't dislike myself in this picture. Chalk that up to

A) The other person in the photo.
B) Black has a slimming effect.
C) Rick my trainer has even more of one.

Random Hong Kong Stuff

2008-04-20 18:47 / 标准相册
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These are random pictures I have from my time here. One night at about 3:30 I went outside to find the river channel FULL. That was interesting...

The other pictures are just some interesting/funny stupid things I have stumbled across.

Yes, according to those criteria, there should be pictures of me in here too, but there aren't.

The 8 Immortals Restaurant Human Meat Roast Pork Buns

2008-04-19 22:39 / 标准相册
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Herman Yau's Category III classic (aka The Untold Story) is considered one of the most disturbing films ever made. It's based on a true story that took place in Macau. The last time I was there I took pictures of it. I ended up asking a police officer where it was since the few people I asked practically ran away when I asked. Of course, she was a very young and very pretty police officer, and my Cantonese is not good. So when I finally just asked "Human meat roast pork buns restaurant?", she looked at me like I was a freak, which, I guess, I am. But she showed me where it was and I went and took pictures. It's in the north end of Macau, near the dog racing track. It's in the middle of the city, which makes the crimes even more horrible since they went on literally under people's noses. People stopped eating cha siu baau when the movie came out. But right after taking these pictures, I found the closest place for dim sum and ate them. Yummy, even if you never really know what's in them...

You Can't Buy a Woody; You Have to Make It Yourself

2008-04-13 19:16 / 标准相册
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Like most guitarists of my generation, one person was so far past everyone else he didn't even have to try. Edward Van Halen redefined rock music and the guitar. I always loved his Kramer 5150, and I always wanted to make a guitar like it. But anybody can paint. I wanted to do something different, especially since he has copyrighted the paint scheme! So I built Woody, my tribute to Edward and the original 5150. It's made from three kinds of wood; Ebony, Maple and Padauk. I used a router to inlay the stripes. It came out much better than I expected. 

We Are The Road Crew Vol. 4: Nashville, TN, June 1 & 2, 2007

2008-04-11 0:34 / 标准相册
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8,897.6 miles.

Hong Kong to Nashville; Perry Baggs, the Scorchers drummer, needs a new kidney.

The Bottle Rockets, Jason and the Scorchers, Dan Baird, Edgar and Blanche Hodges (Warner's parents), and a bunch of others. I worked my ass off for two days.

Jason told me it was the most technically difficult show they ever did, because around 10 people were 'special guests' on songs throughout the night, and I did all the gear changeover for everyone.

He couldn't believe I pulled it off by myself. They used to have a 6-man stage crew back when they toured heavily. Now they have me.

I changed a guitar string in under two minutes. You think it's easy? Try it. Oh, and it has to be stretched in and tuned. 120 seconds. Go ahead, I'll wait.

If you think I've got rose glasses, look them up. I don't use the term 'greatest live band' lightly; they have earned and kept that title for over 20 years. From three feet away, it's one of the greatest things I've ever seen, and I am very happy and proud to be a part of it.

We Are The Road Crew Vol. 2: Nashville, TN, Dec. 31, 2001

2008-04-06 12:42 / 标准相册
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The Scorchers celebrated 20 years on New Year's Eve 2001. The Exit/In in Nashville was over-sold and you couldn't move. It was a great show and lasted more than three hours. I spent the whole show in "Guitar World" since there was literally no room to go elsewhere. After the show, some huge guy (190cm, 125kg) in a kilt and a Rose Tattoo t-shirt comes up to me, drunk out of his f@#$ing mind, and says something incomprehensible. Mostly because he's Scottish, but at least partially because he's drunk as f@#k. But it seemed a positive vowel movement, so I was at least glad he was on our side, so to speak. That's how I met Colin. He flies to the US to see the Scorchers play just about every time they do. He helps me move gear and we room together on tour. Hopefully I'll see him next month in Europe.

We Are The Road Crew Vol. 3: Texas, 2002; Dallas, Austin, Houston, Houston

2008-04-06 2:20 / 标准相册
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Four days in Texas. Four shows. Last show is in Houston, so that's where we fly to. Why? Because returning a rental car in the city where you got it is a lot cheaper than not doing it.

Land in Houston.
Drive like loons to Dallas. Check into hotel. Load gear in club. Go back to hotel. Go to club. Do show. First one with new drummer and with SH*TTY rented amps and drums. Go eat breakfast. Return to hotel around 3:00. Get to sleep around 4:00.

Get up at 9:00; gotta get moving.

Drive like loons to Austin. Check into hotel. Load gear in club. Antone's is the club where Stevie Ray Vaughan got his start. We walk in at 4:30 and the PA is up and running, the air conditioner is on, the dressing room is prepared, and the sound man doesn't have his head up his ass. In fact, he's amazing. Go back to hotel. Go to club. Do show. Goes over great; crowd loves them. Go eat breakfast. Return to hotel around 3:00. Get to sleep around 4:00.

Get up at 10; it's a shorter drive, but we lose the hour and more to traffic. When you do clubs, you ALWAYS arrive at the city for rush hour.

Drive like loons. Check into hotel. Load gear in club. Go back to hotel. Club per diem is a free meal at the barbecue place across the street. Me, Kenny and Fenner go eat there. Great food, a rare miracle on tour. Go to club. Do show. Great crowd. Colin finds Scottish people in Houston; gets incomprehensibly drunk. I eventually say "Colin, I can't understand what the f@#$ you're saying." Go for breakfast. Return to hotel around 3:00. Colin decides he wants to swim. I go to Warner's room to drink coffee, because touring completely screws your clock up. By the time I get back to my room, the door is wide open and Colin is laying on the bed in just his swim trunks. He hears me, wakes up, mumbles, flips me off, and goes back to sleep.

The second show in Houston is in the same club. Although we get no per diem, we go back to the same restaurant and eat again. Some guy hired the band to play his wife's birthday party, as The Scorchers are her favorite band. It's also a surprise for her. He's a lawyer and she can't imagine why she's getting dragged into this sh*t-hole rock club (and I mean that positively) but loses it when the band walks out. So does Jason; he has no idea Colin brought Warner a kilt to wear, so for the first half hour Jason can't look at Warner without cracking up.

Go eat breakfast. Return to hotel around 4. Get up at 9:00 (I guess; no memory) to drive like loons back to Houston airport and get on the plane home.

Just as your body adjusts to this horrid schedule...