(Day 61) Kingtones Memoirs
April 6, 1964 (Monday)
Mike and Phil came back from their “Sunrise Ceremony” at 8 A.M.. It turned out that Phil didn’t have a girl after all and Mike’s girl fell asleep and didn’t even see the sunrise. Bob, Pete and I got up at 2:15 P.M. Pete took off immediately to go see “Pretty Girl,” and Phil tagged long to go see “Plain Jane.” Mike, Bob and I decided to go to “Monkey Jungle” in Miami. The day was rather hot, but because we drove in Major’s convertible all day, we hardly noticed it.
We caught the very last show before they closed. I felt like I was visiting Tarzan’s World. It was a beautiful jungle setting, where we were in long screened walkway type cages, and the monkeys ran wild all around us. We had a great time.
We finally left and got back to our apartment the same time Pete and Phil did, at 8:30. We got dressed in our uniforms and left for Porky’s. We started playing for two people. As the night progressed, people kept coming in until we had a decent size crowd. Since most of the crowd was now local, many of them weren’t students and didn’t particularly like loud music. A couple of them complained to Porky about our volume and he made us turn down. The “Kingtones’ Sound” disappeared.
We were not sounding good and we were not happy about it. We got several requests for “The Bird,” but can you imagine Lawrence Welk playing “The Bird?” It wouldn’t be a “pretty sight.” So we played it, and it was terrible. The whole night was not good until our last set. At that point, we just didn’t care anymore. We started to sing with Pete, we yelled, screamed, and jumped around. Everything we could think of that was a little crazy, we did. The audience “woke up.” They liked our energized, crazy set. When we finished, we even got some applause. We didn’t realize it at the time, but that would be our last night to ever play at Porky’s.
When we left, Pete and Phil went back to their girlfriend’s apartment. Phil’s girl, “Plain Jane,” had left Porky’s earlier with some other guy. Bob, Mike and I went to Royal Castle and then home.
Mike started to smoke that day. He said it was to help him cut down on eating so much. I thought it was probably to impress Pete and all of his other friends that smoked. I criticized him for it, but it didn’t do any good.
Pete was drinking way too much and continued to treat the four of us like crap. Bob and Pete were healthy. Phil and Mike had colds and I was starting to get one. The four of us got along great that day.