The Gods Of Now On Tour – Day 25

I open my eyes. Sunshine. Nice.

I shower and get ready to go. Ahhh, that feels so much better. Today is going to be a very good day!

The Banyion won’t start. Aww, crap!

Okay, okay…

Okay…

Okay, okay.

What did you see that guy that did that thing back in that place where you can’t remember where you were, do?

I CAN’T REMEMBER!

Okay. Pop the hood. That might fool the Banyion into thinking you know what you’re doing. – POP-.

-Click- Power but no cigar. Damn! And I popped the hood and everything!

Wait! It’s coming back to me! He jiggled the negative connection to the battery! I can do that. I’m no Hot Holly the Mechanic – but I can jiggle something. I do that when I piss!

Whoa! The hoods already popped – I’m so going to do this! Yeah!

I reach in and jiggle.

!!!

The fucking negative pylon connector came off! AWWWW FUCKKKKK!

Okay, okay…

Okay…

Okay, okay…

CAA! Yeah, should’ve done that before popping the hood! That hood fucked me up! Fuck you hood – I curse you!

I call. They’ll be here in 79 hours! Agh! Okay just come here! My battery is broken.

They come in a bout 8 min. Cool.

He looks at the connection to the battery. “Yep, it came off.”
???

Yeah, okay.

“You need to fix that.”

???!!!

Come on!

He boosts the Banyion so it starts. And then tells me to take it to a garage. They’ll fix me up. It’s just down the street.

By this time Zasta and Alex are with me. Jon is just getting his stuff together. We decide that I’ll go to fix the Banyion and they’ll go to the resto right across the parking lot and have some breakfast. We have our missions.

I pull out and go down the street just as Alex and Zasta walk over to the Resto and go inside.

This is the precise moment that Jon walks outside. And in his head the quiet voice speaks up and says “They left you behind!”. Jon calmly walks to the sidewalk next to the street with his luggage. He puts it down, takes out a cigarette and lights up. He takes a long drag. “In about an hour, they’ll see I’m not there… aw fuck.”

Alex and Zasta watch Jon from the inside of the Resto. “What the hell?”. “One of us should go get ‘em.”. They eventually do.

I get the the garage in no time and pull in. I’m just in time to see Tanya, a curvy parts girl showing off her new tattoo on the side of her body. Can’t lose all of Sault Ste-Marie… I give her a sticker and tell her to check out the web site. She tells me that The Sault is a week-end town. Everyone works to get to Friday and then they party hard. Hmmm. Everybody’s working for the weekend. Was Loverboy in the Sault when they wrote that?

The guy from the garage fixes the problem in record time and asks for a nominal fee. I’m happy to give it to him. This would have cost $250 in Montreal.

I go back to the resto. I have peroggies. None of the guys think the food is very good. But I like my peroggies just fine.

We’re out!

We drive – and for those of you who know – all I have to do is say Hwy 17. Yeeesh.

We haven’t been taking any pix for a while so we snap a few at The Hungry Bear when we stop for salads and soup and a burger. We enjoy it. It’s good food and the asparagus soup is homemade and really delicious. We go back for all kinds. Our pee will smell tonight!

At this point we’re all farther than tired. Over tired doesn’t even come close to where we’re at. We’re almost catatonic when we sit down. That’s a problem for when we drive of course. It’s very difficult now. Zasta takes the wheel – he’s dead tired tho – like all of us. He conks out in about an hour.

I take over and drive to our Hotel. A nice clean and big Travelodge. We move on in.

Alex yells when he walks into the bathroom. “No! This…this…this can’t be!”

We’re all thinking that he found MORE shit on the floor. Zasta and Jon both look at me. “What?” I say.

We all go to see what’s up. I look into the bathroom and there’s Alex with his hands open, grasping at nothing but trying to find a hold on the nothingness that he exists in at this moment. He can’t believe it.

The tub is normal and straight. The sink is normal. The toilet. Oh my Gawd and poor Alex! The toilet is at a 33 ½ degree angle to everything on the earth. It’s fucking crooked. Personally, I’ve never seen anything like this. Their is no reason for the throne to be placed so. So why? Why is it like this. Why? Could it be the currently tortured Alex is right? Could it be that it was placed like this JUST to drive him crazy? I’m starting to be drawn into his paranoia.

We are tired guys. We would love to be in the arms of the soft ones we need. We are all looking forward to going home. “Beaucoup, beaucoup”!

We need food so we go to Shoeless Joe’s. It’s a resto in the hotel. It’s nice and pub like. The staff are friendly and nice. Savaighn was very nice to us and told us that the Kathedral, where we’re playing should be a good show as it is a popular place. Good.

We toured across Canada for a reason which I’ll get to at the end of this. But right now I’ve got to sleep. Only three shows left. Tomorrow night, Ottawa and then Brantford. I’ve played Brantford in the past and the place is out of control. This should be a great gig. At the very least we’ll play with a local band and their friends. But there is the specter of A PAUL HUSBAND show – the same guy who gave us the amazing Imaginary Friend gig in Edmonton (St. Albert). But we’re going to check on this one – make sure the venue knows and the local bands are going to be there.

Jon wants to sleep in the van so he goes out there.

I close my eyes. There is nothing I feel but tired.

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