October 5th, 2002 The Blue Lamp, Sacramento CA
Saturday 5 October (Blue Lamp, Sacramento, CA): After snapping pics with
the inimatable Phil Dirt, The Nebulas are on the road at 7:30pm back up I-80
from whence we came, headed toward the fine capital city of California (and
setting of TV's Eight is Enough) - Sacramento.
As we arrive, Slacktone had
just begun their usual blistering set, so a brief allowance for drool time
was hastily included in the tour schedule. What's not to say about these
guys - spot on, loud and vigorous.. .and I have to play drums after this??
After Slacktone, Sacramento's own Hypnotic IV took the stage by force in a
bloodless coup of reverb & Gretch & Mosrite intensity (played through blonde
Showmans & Dual Showmens no less) - all with vintage 16mm surf footage
swirling behind them.
Clad in black suits with white shirts and black skinny
ties, the H-IV (ok, that abbreviation doesn't look right) - The Hypnotic IV
played great versions of songs found on their live CD, "Too loud, outta tune
and barely gettin' paid," as well as many others. I don't know about the
gettin' paid part, but they certainly weren't outta tune, and they were just
loud enough for my ever-dwindling hearing capacity.
The Nebulas were next
up & were glad the crowd managed to stay around to see what the fuss was
about. We made our California debut decked out in our Star Trek uniforms
(the cleanest and dryest they would be all tour) and let 'em have it. This
would be the first of many performances self noted as "best show of the
tour," but we had a great time & played well through the blonde showmans
graciously offered by the host band - we already had Mosrite and Showman
envy so how could we refuse?
Rudy broke a string during T-16 & settled for
using the less-powerful gold-plated spare Jag while someone restrung his
felled comrade. This was one of the longest Nebulas sets of the tour,
clocking in at around 85 minutes and ending with a finger-hurting 4-song
medley...at least two of my fingers were ripped open at this point.
club at 2:12am headed for Casa Surfliner - flophouse of the stars run by
Vicky from the Surfliners- in nearby Davis, CA.
After seeing her massive
collection of Fender basses, guitars and amps, as well as surf music
paraphernalia, checking out her collection of vintage General Motors
automobiles (2 - '59 Chevys and a primo 1968 Olds convertible in sapphire
yellow) and meeting some of her feline friends, we settled in for the
night - Rudy and Dan-O in the house; Eric, myself and our cat allergies in
the confines of the Nebulas Aktion Van - on separate bench seats of course.