Back in the day, around 1989 or so, I was talking with friends about going to the Jesus Lizard show in Providence, RI, and also about the ridiculousness of punk rock uniforms. So, at some point I said, “Fuck, I’ll go to see the Lizard in a coat and tie!” Another friend of mine said, “Hell, if you go in a coat and tie, I’ll pay for your ticket!” So, of course, with a free ticket on the table, that was a done deal. Apropos of a Jesus Lizard show, I got very very drunk and lost most of my clothing. At one point, doing some crowd-surfing, I got tossed up on the stage and wound up at the feet of Mr. Yow. I had just time enough to observe “Hey, thatsh mah tie you have wrapped around yer head” before he pushed me off the stage and back into the arms of the crowd with his foot.
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