(Day 51) Kingtones Memoirs
March 27, 1964 (Friday)
We got up at 4:50 P.M. We had overslept. We found a note from Mike and Pete saying that they got up early and went to another beach shindig. They said they would see us at the jam session. It was a rather gloomy and cool day outside. We hoped that the beach party would be cut short because of it. Since we had to be at Porky’s at 5:00, we threw on our clothes and left immediately.
We got to Porky’s twenty minutes late. Porky was mad at us, but he didn’t say much. Mike was there waiting for us. I was about to yell at him again, but he told us that he didn’t drink any alcohol at the party. When we asked where Pete was, he said that he needed to rest his vocal cords and wasn’t coming; that he would see us at the 9:30 performance. Since Pete sang about 75% of our songs, and did 100% of all the new current tunes, we knew we were in for a long hard jam session.
Before we started, we made an announcement that Pete had gone hoarse last night, and he wouldn’t be singing at the jam session that day. A group of guys out in the audience offered up one of their buddies to sit in and sing. We didn’t want him too, but they were insistent. So “Joe Crudface” came up and did some singing. He was not good! But his buddies loved the fact that he was up on the stage, and cheered and hooted for him after each crappy song. So we kept him up there for half of each set. That took the pressure off of us, so we thought. But because the guys were making such a fuss over their buddy, and even singing along with him from the floor, they were not dancing. What they were doing was drinking lots of beer and Porky was not happy about that.
Our regular night time performance was a whole new “ball game.” Pete was there and his voice was back. Mike was feeling good and was back with his powerful drum beat. In fact, he kicked his bass drum so hard that he broke his foot pedal. He borrowed “The Percussions” foot pedal and broke that one too. Fortunately, “The Percussions” drummer carried a spare. He wasn’t too anxious to let Mike use it, but he did. Once again we had a fabulous night. The “Kingtones’ Sound” was alive and well. The students went from excited, to wild, to crazy, to savages!
We brought up the “African Beatles” three different times. Each time they came up, they were a hit. They were upset about Thursday night’s performance and spent half the day working on their harmonies. They were very good and the audience really liked them.
Once again “The Bird” was the big hit of the evening. We saved it until the last set because we didn’t really want to do it twice. We thought if we played it early in the night, the students would start yelling towards the end to do it again.
When we finished playing, the place was still packed. We could hardly get off the stage, because the floor was so filled with people. As we headed for the door, the kids were patting us on the back saying that we were the greatest band that they had ever seen.
The five of us left together for the first time in a while. The boys didn’t have any dates lined up that night. We stopped at Royal Castle for a bite to eat. We were all healthy and getting along good.