(Day 4) Kingtones Memoirs
February 9, 1964 (Sunday)
Since our sleeping accommodations were not exactly the best, we did not sleep very well. To make matters worse, we woke up in the middle of the night shivering. It was one of Florida’s coldest nights in years. Someone decided to rectify the situation and turned the thermostat up. After about a half an hour we were all frozen. The ‘helpful Kingtone’ who thought he had turned the furnace on had actually turned the air conditioner up. What a night!
Needless to say, we were up nice and early. Since we were all starved, we headed down the street to eat breakfast at a highly recommended restaurant. The thought of a nice warm room quickened our pace. The food there was really good, but boy was it expensive. It cost me $2.20 for my breakfast. We figured that the restaurant must be a favorite eating place for high rollers.
Charlie wanted us to play Sunday night. He said he would pay us $55.00. He also mentioned that, maybe, if he could talk his boss into it, and if we were interested, the Kingtones could take over and run the club. We got the feeling that the running of a Teenage Night Club was not Charlie’s ‘cup of tea.’ He had only attempted to run this club because his boss had told him to.
So we hung around the club all day Sunday. We talked about the pros and cons of running a Teenage Night Club. It was an awful risk, but on the other hand it could pay off very well. We did a little practicing in the afternoon and Phil fixed some of the equipment that needed ‘fine tuning.’
We decided that since there was a motel right across the street from the club, with an efficiency kitchen, that we would stay there for the night. We didn’t want to sleep on the floor again. Besides, I enjoyed cooking, and with a kitchen I could cook some meals… saving us money. But the big reason we really wanted the room was because it had a television set. The Teenage Night Club did not have one. We wanted a television because one of the most important events in the history of rock music was going to be aired at 8:00 P.M., on the Ed Sullivan Show. The Beatles were making their first American television appearance that night. They came on at 8:00 pm and again at 8:35 pm. We figured there would be a lot of kids watching this same show that night.
After watching the Beatles, we were excited about playing. We knew several Beatle songs and were anxious to show our audience how well we could play them. Audience? What audience? There was almost no one there. It was like playing in a ghost town at the “Ghost Bar.”
When we finished playing, we headed across the street to get a good night’s sleep. Everyone was still healthy, in spite of the fact that we had been frozen last night. It was the “coldest weather in months,” people were saying. Before I went to bed, I the dinner dishes. I was shocked when Bob offered to wipe them. I figured that he must want something from me. In the morning we were going to meet Charlie’s boss and talk to him about running the Teenage Club.
I wanted to write Chick. I thought about her constantly and missed her. But as soon as I finished my daily journal entry I passed out.