(Day 30) Kingtones Memoirs
March 6, 1964 (Friday)
We got up at 2:30 P.M. It was a beautiful day outside and the temperature was 75 degrees. I fixed breakfast half-heartedly. I was getting sick of cooking. We decided that we needed to make out a list of the songs we wanted to do for each set. We also wanted to put them in the order they would be played. We worked on it most of the day. We finished the list around 8:00 P.M. Then I fixed supper. By the time dinner was done and we had finished eating, we didn’t have much time left to get to Porky’s. We left the apartment at 9:05 P.M. and got to Porky’s just in time to walk on the stage and start playing.
It was not a good night. During our first set, Phil’s amp stopped working. He had blown a tube and didn’t have a spare. There was another amp on the stage from the Thunderbirds that Phil did use, but it created a totally different sound than what we were use to. It didn’t “rock.” To make matters worse, Pete, the boy with the “stainless steel vocal cords,” went hoarse. He stopped singing in the middle of a song and left the stage. What a nightmare! Needless to say, we did not sound very good. We went through six sets of hell! At the end of the night Porky said that we were the worst sounding show band he ever saw. We were so frustrated and upset that we really didn’t care if Porky fired us.
By the time we got back to our apartment, we were laughing about all the rotten things that happened to us. We were very tired. Everyone was physically healthy and we were getting along OK. Chick was coming in sometime later that day and I couldn’t wait to see her.