(Day 32) Kingtones Memoirs
March 8, 1964 (Sunday)
I got up at 10:00 A.M. Chick and my family came over and picked me up. I spent the day with them and had a great time. My mom and dad bought me breakfast, lunch and dinner. We went sightseeing and shopping. As long as I was with Chick, I didn’t care what we did.
Meanwhile back at the Kingtones’ apartment, everyone got up around 2:00 P.M. The boys had to fix their own breakfast/lunch. Since Mike and I were the only two that would cook, cereal and peanut butter and jelly became their meals of choice. After they finished eating, Mike and Phil decided that it was time to wash some clothes. They spent the next two hours at the laundromat. The rest of the day was spent watching TV. Pete, of course, spent most of his day at the Shelazar Bar.
I got back around 7:30 P.M. to get ready to go to Porky’s. Because Chick was only 19, and I hadn’t asked Porky if she could come in yet, she did not go with us. We got to the club at 9:00 P.M. I immediately went and asked Porky if I could bring Chick into the club during the next couple of nights. I wanted to ask him before we went on stage and played, in case we sounded bad. He said that as long as she didn’t drink alcohol he did not have a problem with it.
Once again we were having trouble finding the “Kingtones’ Sound.” There were a few songs that sounded like we were starting to get in the groove with them, but they were in the minority. We sounded a little better that night than we had on Saturday, but Phil was still not happy.
When we finished, Porky paid us half of our wages. He said he would pay us the rest on Monday night. We left and went back to our apartment. We were all discouraged about our sound. In fact, we were not real happy with most of our Florida experiences so far. Our morale was low. Upon arriving at our apartment we discovered that we had locked ourselves out. This was just one more problem that increased our frustration. Pete was so angry that he broke the screen in the door to get in. We were all healthy, but we were starting to get on each other’s nerves again, primarily because of our sound problems at Porky’