nali

Just Like I Said (sorta):



Aaron you can contact me at: littlemissresponds@yahoo.ca
*If you don't get a chance, it's all good. The show is etched in my mind forever, it was nice to meet you, and your wife is still a lucky woman.

Went to Ween, and Now I Have a Sore Bum eh

Well actually, if you want to be technical about it, I have sore thigh's from sitting on a railing:


*Not this actual railing eh

Leaving the Great Frozen North eh!

This was a solo Ween show, even though I had an EXTRA TICKET (2 extra's actually...)
Hit the US/Canada border; making good time.



Glance over while waiting to go through customs and notice a green ford station wagon w/4 gentleman in it.
"Hmm, they look like they could be Ween fans"
A porsche pulls up between me and them; one guy leans out the station wagon's window and says to the porsche driver:
"Wanna trade (cars)?"
The porsche driver replied "Sure, when we get over to the other side"

When I got to the customs officer, he did the routine

HIM: "Citizenship?"
ME: "Canadian"
HIM: "where you headed?"
ME: "to see Ween"
HIM: "what's that?"
ME: "a band"
HIM: "your going by yourself?"
ME: "my ex was supposed to come along at the last minute but that didn't happen"
HIM: "your ex? WHY are you hanging out with him?"
ME: "because he's a nice guy, and I'm a nice girl"
HIM: "well don't be so nice"

*I swear, it's easiest to cross when your a girl by yourself or two girls by yourselves.

Pre-Ween

The Town Ballroom in Buffalo, NY was ridiculously easy to get to from Canada eh. Most Buffalo, NY venues are easy to get to from Canada actually, and shows in Buffalo are WAY BETTER than shows in Toronto (in terms of size, politics or crowd attitude), in my opinion.
Buffalo is a neat place to wander around a bit before the venue opens up.

Town Ballroon is a neat venue for a show.
The Ballrom has a killer oval shaped bar at the front of the place so you can grab a drink as opposed to wait-in-line to get into the show.
Grab a drink, if you have a bracelet of course!

At the bar I picked up this "Buffalo alternative magazine" to read while sipping a Budweiser

and came across an article (that I found HIGH-larious!) about a man who stole motorcycle parts and tried to sell them on ebay. The photos he used on ebay have his tattooed toes in the bottom corner; easily identifying him to the police.
And what do the tattoos on his toes say?



WHITE TRASH of course eh!

*Disclaimer: The term "white trash" of course is used in the most loving of way's; trash comes in ALL DIFFERENT colours (brown, red, yellow, etc.)




Ween are AMAZING, PHENOMENAL, UNBELIEVABLY GOOD AND WONDERFUL live.
Actually, that's an understatement.

The show was so killer. They opened w/"Pork Roll Egg and Cheese" and did every single Ween song you could want to hear live.

They had a smokin' organ player and a drummer who just wouldn't, just couldn't quit. I think he's the guy on the inside of one of the album covers....
An album cover I obviously do not have a picture of.

"Voodhoo Lady" was done all crazy-style or maybe my ears were just "crazy" by then. They played only one song (as far as I could tell) from the Country Album 12 Golden Country Greats; I imgine it's hard to play country songs without your Boss, Kick*ss country musicians.
Their Boss, Kick*ss with-them-last-night-musicians played more than a fair share of other songs by Ween; including "Buckingham Green", "Mutilated Lips", "I'll Be Your Johnny On The Spot" and "Ocean Man".

Mandolin's were broken out! Fog Machines went on and on!


I'm pretty sure that minus the actual vegetable in me, I still went to a "Mushroom Festival in Hell".

It was hotter than actual Hades in the show. The temperature was literally "one million-billion hundred zillion degrees", literally.

They played "I Can't Put My Finger On It" with a long, wailing, chanty introduction. If I closed my eyes I could probably have smelt the incense, felt the harem and tasted the grapes said harem girls were feeding....

"Freedom of '76" was never better than the day that brotha' at the Gathering in Pennsylvania (1999) showed up, sat down and started singing acapella while waiting for the coffee to fall; but Ween still do it great too.

Was "Touch My Tooter" the last song? I don't remember. But I do remember talking with some really interesting people. The last song is hard to remember because they played forever and then came back on for Lord only knows how much more hot, sweaty madness!



I also remember telling everyone who talked to me or served me:
"I came here ALONE!" "By MYSELF" "with ME"

*It's nice to be FREE.

Other "Nice Things":

The lovely bartender who served me
The "Dad" who came because "my son is a huge Ween fanatic"
Keith, who brought me water while I was watching the show
Aaron who I was sizing up for marriage till I saw his ring
Cheap-ish Beer
ArtVoice, the Buffalo magazine
The bartender who bought me a beer 3 weeks ago at a reggae show in the Hammer
The bathroom attendant Lady who had never heard of Ween, but thought they "put on a good show"
Ween's guitarist doing a little Jimmy Hendrix "The Wind Cries Mary"
Ween playing for about 3 hours!
The Custom's guy who had his feet up and cleared me through customs with a jovial "Alright, get outta here"

Not so "Nice Things":

My ex trying to heim his way into going "I wouldn't want you to NOT be able to get rid of the ticket"
The bitch-tender who served "certain" customers and seemed to be unaware of everyone else
Starbuck's (luckily there was an alternative; a local coffee shop right across the street)
Keith who was doing his best to pick me up w/ "we're going to another show after this" "my friend lives a block away from here" "do you want some of my drink" and my favourite "I have a bottle of vodka in my car"
The fact that Ween shows have to end
Being afraid to do things on your own
The fact this Ween show was too hot and un-seated for my Grandma to go

Post Ween or My Grandmother; Ween's Oldest-Newest Fan



After the show outside, I met some cool cat's from St. Catherines (Canada eh). We were yelling and screaming and carrying on about:

a. how great the show was
b. how great Ween is
c. how hot it was in there (one hundred million billion degrees, literally)
d. Ween are the greatest band alive

I mentioned my grandma's love of Ween and her sending me to the show w/Guava Jelly for Ween. One guy really seemed to like that Ween has a grandma fan.
And no, she hasn't heard the song "Lick Your Pussy"



Sonic Youth was going through my head for some reason. The song "Dirty Boots", when I saw one of the St. Cat's cats earlier in a Sonic Youth t-shirt I mentioned this completely irrelevant information to him.
He said "maybe you secretly want to jump up on stage and kiss someone behind the band" (a scene from the video) "I'll be over by the front of the stage"

What a good sport eh? Canadians make me proud (when I get patriotic from time to time)...

After everything I hopped in the car, drove back by myself and blazed a trail (and a smoke) down the highway with loud *ss Ween and the best feeling in the world; Freedom.

Nice things and beginnings,
N.


Ps.- Maybe I'll post some of the photos I took from my trip to the Ween show; photo's taken while driving and leaving so there's no Ween unfortunately, but their still pretty neat.