Now the parties over, walking through the house, beat a stick into the floor…….everybody’s asleep…. – Now The Parties Over – Scab Cadillac
The show was so overwhelming. At times I would want to cry and laugh all at the same time and often I did. The incredible support of the people in my life was staggering. The people filed in and I saw face after face that I hold dear in my heart. Some I had not seen in a long time, others were neighbors, some came from far away, others from down the street. Thorazine has had five bass players during our early years. Four out of the five bass players came out to support us. I knew F’ed who recorded our first 7inch with us was coming but when Jim walked in I was so astounded. I had not seen him in years. Cue more tears. It is forever good to see Scotty. Mark from the Pagan Babies brought a banner that was eight feet by three feet that had a big Thorazine on it. Big bad punk girl sobbed. It was so sweet. The other bands were all so great. I have to say I missed Bush Master. I was dragged off by someone to do something and their set was so short I headed in to see them and they were done. Damm. Then The Baptist Preachers started. WOW. Their singer was a soulful mix of Billie Holiday, Johnny Rotten, and Jimi Hendrix. Outstanding band those guys. Would be honored to play with them again. Them my boys Wally hit the stage. It was ON. Prog metal punk. Just as fast and whiskey driven as they ever were and I was transported back to a long time ago when they were all just legal drinking age. Then The Pagan Babies. They stopped playing right as I started going to shows in the 80’s but I saw them last summer at the Ruin reunion. I thought they were amazing and I got all fan girl when they said they would open for Thorazine. Then for them to bring me a present. WOW. Of course they brought it onstage and made me proud to share a stage with them.
When we got ready to hit the stage I was overwhelmed but excited. The room was heads as far as I could see. Mostly friendly faces. It felt like the ultimate win. My kids are in a stable enough place to rehearse every week for twelve weeks straight. The rehearsals paid off. We came back tight and roaring like a four person freight train. It was fun. So fun. More fun than people should be allowed to have. Towards the end my newly engaged nephew was there. He is looking so happy. I miss him everyday but living down south seems to agree with him. Of course, we went home and stayed up till 4am and shot the shit.
Today after the boys arrived home from the beach all of us sat and looked at each other. It was a very tiring weekend. I went back to bed and slept. I kept trying to get up and the coma would over take me. I had to get up and feed the kids. They are in bed now and I am not that far behind. As always all the hard work that goes into promoting and managing a band was so worth it in the end. There is nothing like pouring every bit of energy and emotion you have on a group of people who love to hear it. I can’t wait to do it again.