rolls on –
The Rock n' Soul Revue has taken a brief break after its
first month of touring. Band members and crew alike are somewhat
shagged out and in need of some R&R and home comforts
for a minute. Asked how he thought the overall situation
is after twenty gigs of all shapes and sizes, Lenny Rogers
the stage manager replied “I'm off,” and disappeared into
the night, albeit covered in whipcream from a crew send-off.
R. Mageddon, staff reporter
Previously he had ruled the stage with a rod of iron and woebetide the
miscreant who was unready to perform five minutes prior to hit time.
In fact “The Wrath Of Len” was seen as a must to avoid.
Let's hope his next ‘charge' will toe the line.
Candidates are currently being grilled at the RSR headquarters for a
suitable replacement. Several have been seen lurching from the New York
office in varying degrees of distress. A spokesman for the group, when
asked if torture was being used, said “Eh?” and ran off down the subway.
(Chloe Rox, via API)
A new and luxurious part of daily life on the
Rock N' Soul Revue has been the facility to have clean & pressed
clothes for each performance. AWB member Onnie McIntyre said
that there was no way he would return to the old rough and
tumble-dry world of AWB and its once-weekly laundry quest.
Asked how he intends to fund
this extravagance, he said, “See Alan,” and wandered off to
get a pint of Guinness from the catering tent.
This ‘miracle' of stain & crease removal is thanks to the unending
toil of the wonderful Sherri and her array of local helpers in the dungeons
of backstage. We found them by following the trail of steam and the grunts of
sweatshop labor. When questioned about the amount of love and care that
went into this burden, Sherri said,“I'm off,” and got on a plane for
We are therefore unable to bring you details or the volume of
work this entailed, but we are assured she will be back for the second
leg of the tour. Mr. McIntyre said, “Good, ‘cos I'm starting to
At yesterday's White House press conference,
this paper's representative asked the Press Secretary if Mr.
Bush would attend the Oct. 8 Houston show. He promised to bring
it to the President's attention span, but did give us a bit
of inside gossip that the ‘Bush Girls' were huge Hall & Oates
fans, and used to have bendy-toy models of the pair which they
would, as teenagers, play a game of “find the duo”, with all
sorts of girlish hiding places and much giggling. It would
of course be a major boost to his election chances if he were
to show up and discuss the plans for his Presidential Library
with H&O saxman, Cheerful Charlie DeChant, who has a Marvel
comic to donate.
Angie slid out of bed, nursing a king-size hangover and
answered my knock at the door. “What's up, Kenzie?” she sputtered
as I brushed past her semi-clad form and headed for her coffee
machine. “It seems, Ange, that Kerry was at the Rock N' Soul
revue last night at the old Harbor Lights Pavilion”
“Wow,” she said, and I sensed I had her full attention; “Yeah, and another thing – it's
now the Fleet Pavilion: whaddya make of that?”
“Boy, Patrick, you are one hell of a sleuth”, she drooled but she felled me with
her usual backhand…”Betcha didn't know it was Bank Boston Pavilion before that!”
Don't miss next issue's serialization of Kerry In Boston
Freddy V named MVP
Fred Vigdor, AWB's rail-thin saxophonist
was named MVP (most venal player) for his triple duty on
the initial run of the Revue. Not content with blowing his
brains out with the White Band, he had Michael McDonald's
sax player ‘nobbled' so he could muscle in on that scene,
and then showed up like the proverbial kudzu vine on the
encores. A spokesman for the RSR said, “We are instituting
a wage-cap for the next run so this sort of reckless profiteering
and wanton disregard for other union members' welfare will
not go unchecked”.