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The good thing about my being in Comatoast was that my penchant for being a pack rat meant that everything would be recorded and saved for posterity. Now, these many years later, you have the privilege of getting bamboozled with Comatoast stuff. Oh Boy!
I have nothing but fond memories of breaking my back carrying Marshall amplifiers and loads of equipment around in my 1971 Volkswagen Microbus (with no A/C). Do you know how miserable a Houston summer is? I remember one show, when we were trying out a singer, a guy named B.T. (Bad Toad). He was a former speed freak who lived the punk lifestyle one better than Sid Vicious. We were playing at Goats Head Soup opening for some Sub Pop band that I can't remember the name of, and we were all determined to kick ass that night. Well, we kicked ass and blew those Sub Pop weanies right off the stage! We were on that night, and thankfully someone was there to videotape it.
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The First Promotional Poster- We used photos of the old Mahatma Rice silos that were torn down shortly afterwards.
Me At An Early Gig At The Pic And Pac On Waugh Drive- The Pic and Pac was where every underground Houston band got it's start in the early nineties. Ralph was a gracious dude, allowing bands to play in front of folks no matter how miserable they were.
Rick Parker On Guitar- After becoming a power trio, it was Rick who performed the vocal duties. You can hear his gruff vocals on Comatoast classics such as Android, Sex Kills, and Peter and the Shark.
Lean And Mean- We were ready to explode; we had the songs, the stage show, the desire, but alas, we had no money and no management.
Lunchtime- This was supposed to be our idea of a promo shot.
The Beaumont Gig Again- The club was too small to do our stage show in so we just played au naturale.
