So I made it out to the show. I’m normally hanging around Portland, Oregon but I happened to be in the area, so I rented a car and made the trek across town from Anaheim.
I didn’t manage to get there until just after 8, but I got in quickly and the place was definitely packed. Jello was up front spinning some great cuts, and the framed photos and artwork were up all over the walls. There was a skate shop next door, and a back room where the bar was, which you might be able to see from that video dicecrusher posted. I spotted my lady in the video, but didn’t see myself. I was the guy wearing a suit jacket and orange PTP t-shirt.
Uncle Al was in the back where the bar was when I arrived, so after taking a few photos I got in the line to talk to/yell at/spit on the man of the hour. The line barely moved while I was standing in it, so I had my girl hold our spot while I walked around and snapped photos of photos. Lots of great stuff from the period I really love the most. I think I got a shot of pretty much everything. Then I got back in line…and suddenly they were moving Al out of the back and over to a table next to where I was standing so he could sign books, leaving the remaining line in the lurch. The people who’d been in line there for the last hour(?) or whatever stood there confused about what to do now. I finally decided to just barge over to the table in front of Al so I could yap at him.
Surprisingly, I probably got at least a good five minutes conversing with Uncle Al. First I pointed at his “Will Sign With Sympathy for $1000” shirt and asked if he had any takers on that. He said 2-3 guys brought a copy to him but “the fuckers refused to pay up!” All it takes is one sucker, I guess. The rest of what I said to him mainly revolved around telling him to release more of the old stuff from the early period, and he actually admitted to me right there that some of the non-With Sympathy tracks were actually pretty good. Mission accomplished. Finally when we’d done talking, he looked at me and said, “So what do you want from me?” I said, “Nothing, I don’t like autographs!”, to which he replied “Then get the fuck outta here!” but we ended with a “Take it easy, man…” and a handshake. For once, I felt like I had something to shake his hand about: I’m getting what I want with him releasing all that old material lately, and the TRAX! box set would be coming out the next day.
Speaking of the box set, I had heard there would be advance copies at the event. There weren’t. Apparently someone had “forgotten to bring them”…bastards. I would not have a chance to get out the next day to try and get one, and when I got back to Portland EVERY SINGLE STORE would be sold out of it. But, I did pick up a nice Without Sympathy t-shirt from the event with the Twitch-era art, so that was at least some consolation.
During the night I managed to bump into a few interesting people. Unfortunately, I never managed to meet any fellow Prongers there, despite talking to some awesome old timers. At one point this guy with all grey hair started complimenting me on my PTP t-shirt, wondering where I got it (I ordered it from WaxTrax! back in 1989/90 and have never seen another one). He was majorly impressed, and asked if I knew who he was. I didn’t, but I guessed…Brian Shanley? Sure enough, it was. Cool guy. Kevin Haskins, drummer from Bauhaus/Tones On Tail/Love And Rockets and one of my all-time favorite dudes was there, but I looked right at him without realizing it was him. I’m sure there were plenty of other notable people there as well, but either didn’t know or didn’t care.
As I left, Jello was playing Wesley Willis’ song “Jello Biafra” with a big grin on his face, cracking himself up. Right on, man. Glad I was able to make it out.
–SKot
Great story! I’m a huge fan of Mr. Haskins as well, and he’s been a huge influence on me! I’d love to meet Al to, just for the hell of it.