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Jason: Leaving Dayton we discovered few Daytonians know where the fuck anything is. Saw a sign for Grub Steak, though.
5:33PM Pizzle becomes a national act
Wendy: Dayton was a lame town. Dearth of chicks, too, as opposed to Detroit which was a babe-o-rama (and all of the girls had the Trash Brats phone #).
Charming 28 degrees and icy rain as we approach Erie-Just under 6 hour drive. Lumpy wants to stay in a room w/a coffee maker. Very dreary looking town, ice not helping. Here we go to another night of mayhem.
Jason: We were asked to turn down as our volume was disrupting the conversation of the 8 people there. So we said fuck it and quit.
"Volume does not equal artistry." No fucking shit.
Lumpy: "Ten Bucks & a case of "Bud".
Jason: I threw Kris through a window and Wendy tried to snag a drunken oaffette for a torture slaying to cheer us up. Failing that we boughtta lotta food and watched "The Babysitter" in the hotel room. Rock + Fuckin' Roll!
Oh, sorry, it was the "Housesitter"- I however, was so high I thought I was watching the "Babysitter".
Lumpy: Soundman was a psycho. We were playing at full stage volume-it felt great.
Jason: In retrospect I think our naive optimism about this show stemmed from our hotel room having a coffee maker. Oh look, elephants.
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