hot trash shenannigans

had a fun show last nite with sonny vincent and the bad reactions as guests. they played a live set, and sat down for an impromptu interview that my friend/follow-up programmer did. we heard stories about sonny's red velvet pants/no underwear debacle and how it led to him fighting patti smith group's lenny kaye on some fancy stage, his feelings on disco superstars, the last time he saw stiv bators, and his love/hate relationship with the word "punk." it was a great night. this morning everyone stopped back here to pick up cd copies of last nite's show and to have some coffee and bagels. toasting bagels in the kitchen and hearing sonny vincent in my living room singing along to the little richard record that was on the stereo was one of those "is this really my life? because it's kinda weird and awesome" moments. we even bonded over our love for the monkees, and he insisted he was "almost sick over" our house and all the cool stuff in it. ha! tonite the boys are in columbus and tomorrow they are back here in cleveland to play at the bar. go catch them on tour if they stop in your city! you won't regret it.


obviously out of uniform