For the Cincinnati locals -- the rest of you can safely ignore this. (Actually, any sane locals should also ignore this...)
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Hey, today's April Fool's day, and since the band Toast is comprised of six people who more than adequately fit the description of "fool", we're presenting your April Fool's Day quiz in honor of our gig this Friday at the Silverton Café (7203 Montgomery Road). Here's how it works: We'll give you a 'fact' about a member of the band, and you must guess whether it's true or whether it's true or "April Fool!" Ready? Here we go:
Dale Lewis: Is the youngest son of Uncle Al and Cap'n Wendy Lewis. He still dresses up in Wendy's uniform sometimes, 'cause he thinks he looks cool in a cape. (He plays accordion, too!)
Rick Hagee: His family own a 'compound' out in the Sharonville area. They're considered a 'dangerous cult' by the authorities. "Them Hagees are either a buncha religious fanatics or a terrorist cell," the Sharonville Police Chief said in a press conference just yesterday.
Tom Vogel: Has an entire room in his basement dedicated to his growing collection of snare drums. In fact, he's famous online as "T-Bone, that snare drum guy"!
Tom Steele: Once sold the same house three times in one day! And collected commission each time!
Steve Leigh: Got his hair burned off by pyrotechnics just like Michael Jackson, in a college bar.
Steve Gallant: Is so good with wind instruments that he has even mastered the nasal flute, which is snot an easy task!
Bring your guesses to the gig on Friday, and we'll let you know if you're right or wrong. By the way, Friday night is Leisure Suit Night at the Silverton Café. Anyone wearing a leisure suit gets in free! How can you resist? And if your leisure suit is lime green, you get to sing "Saturday Night Fever" with the band! Mirror balls optional. Special bonus points if you can translate the lyrics to "Lady Marmalade"!
We're looking forward to seeing you there. The festivities should start around 8:30...
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Hey, today's April Fool's day, and since the band Toast is comprised of six people who more than adequately fit the description of "fool", we're presenting your April Fool's Day quiz in honor of our gig this Friday at the Silverton Café (7203 Montgomery Road). Here's how it works: We'll give you a 'fact' about a member of the band, and you must guess whether it's true or whether it's true or "April Fool!" Ready? Here we go:
Dale Lewis: Is the youngest son of Uncle Al and Cap'n Wendy Lewis. He still dresses up in Wendy's uniform sometimes, 'cause he thinks he looks cool in a cape. (He plays accordion, too!)
Rick Hagee: His family own a 'compound' out in the Sharonville area. They're considered a 'dangerous cult' by the authorities. "Them Hagees are either a buncha religious fanatics or a terrorist cell," the Sharonville Police Chief said in a press conference just yesterday.
Tom Vogel: Has an entire room in his basement dedicated to his growing collection of snare drums. In fact, he's famous online as "T-Bone, that snare drum guy"!
Tom Steele: Once sold the same house three times in one day! And collected commission each time!
Steve Leigh: Got his hair burned off by pyrotechnics just like Michael Jackson, in a college bar.
Steve Gallant: Is so good with wind instruments that he has even mastered the nasal flute, which is snot an easy task!
Bring your guesses to the gig on Friday, and we'll let you know if you're right or wrong. By the way, Friday night is Leisure Suit Night at the Silverton Café. Anyone wearing a leisure suit gets in free! How can you resist? And if your leisure suit is lime green, you get to sing "Saturday Night Fever" with the band! Mirror balls optional. Special bonus points if you can translate the lyrics to "Lady Marmalade"!
We're looking forward to seeing you there. The festivities should start around 8:30...
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So what if I want to know if your hair was burned off by pyrotechnics in college?
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Michael B shook his head. "Nah, I cut down on the powder. It's fine."
I took him at his word. So later, we hit the end of our opening number, and -- as usual -- I cut off the rock-n-roll ending with my bass, which also the signal for Michael B to press the button for the flashpot. Boom! The pot goes off with a big flash and a loud noise; the kids out in the audience and on the dance floor (most of whom have a good head start on their drinking for the evening) all shout and applaud. The smoke is still streaming past my head, and they're still applauding and pointing. "Hey, they really like it!" I shout to Rick, our keyboard player as we kick immediately into the second song. Rick is squinting at me, and he shouts back something I can't quite make out. Meanwhile, the smoke is still moving past my head, which is unusual. Rick's still shouting, and finally between lip-reading and his gesture, I figure out what he's saying.
"Steve, your HAIR..."
THe smoke does have a strange odor... I reach back and touch the back of my head (at the time, I had hair halfway down my back). My hair feels oddly frizzy and when I press down, it, well, just kinda falls to ash. I look up at the balcony, and Michael B is sitting there with his face buried in his hands...
I lost a good three or found inches of hair, and -- because polyester shirts were the fashion of the time -- my shirt has also partially, umm, melted. After the set, I went up to talk to Michael B -- he wasn't there; he'd 'left the building' and didn't return until we started the next set...
So yeah, that's true. I had my hair burned off by pyrotechnics -- yet another example of Stupid Things We Do While Young. (As opposed to Stupid Things We Do As Adults -- I've done those too. And continue to do so.)