Denton, Texas has a square in the middle of it, lotsa 50s era neon signs around. The band wondered if we had stumbled across the set of Back to the Future. We swore that the building in the center of the square is the clock tower.
I strayed off in search of a mailbox. Approached a cluster of punk rock kids at the coffee shop. They gave me directions, and I, in turn, invited them to the show. One of them, Pete, said he’d been turned on to the Deez recently but didn’t have any money. I put him and his girlfriend on the guest list. They were pysched! They gave me a cigarette. It goes to show, it’s good to help one another out and be friendly, you never know where it might lead.
Samantha from Friends reconstructed my bowl cut tonight backstage. It’s turning into more of a mohawk now. Punk rock flavor in Denton.
A boy approached me after our set and said it was the first show he’d ever gone to. He was lit up. What a thrill it is for me. I remember my first show. It was a band called Local H, with Failure opening up. 1997. A 90s alternative rock one hit wonder, more or less. But I was soaring upon all the newness of the show ritual, the spectacle. And here I am, still devoted to the cause. First shows are important, and it’s cool that Darwin Deez sometimes get to be the ones to make those moments happen.