Thursday, May 31, 2007

Part 5: There's a tipsy ghost on the edge of my couch

If you weren't fortunate to be on the planet at one of their gigs circa 1981, here's Drinking With An Angel -- the song with which the 'Burbs usually ended their shows.

Seeing this is like being in Plato's Cave. You're only seeing a shadow of what it was really like to be there, but not the intense reality.

Beej would be sweating profusely, crowd surf for awhile, and then climb up the tallest structure he could find to scream out in agony and want for his missing angel and his misplaced juice. Bruce Allen would bring the song to a blistering crescendo and show us why he was the hottest guitarist in town (apologies to Steve Brantseg) -- and then it was over, like a well-timed orgasm.

We'd shuffle out into the night air, drenched through, grinning broadly, and -- once the adrenalin wore off -- sated until the next show.

I'm gonna go on the wagon.
I'm gonna ride that wagon to Heaven.
I'll just have one more for the road.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Good for people to know.