This was the last gig I ever played at a dive called Schooner Tavern in San Francisco. The cheap ass owner of the bar only gave me $100 to pay my side men and I got to have free drinks. I kicked in $100 out of my own pocket every Sunday to pay these guys. The day that we were having our album release party the owner gave me some shit because we started late. That was the day I quite playing at Schooner Tavern. Never did have our party.

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Comment by Valentine Mark Herman on August 27, 2013 at 1:57pm

NO!

But I will take used bills.

Or used Bills.

Or unspoiled Billabongs.

Or filled bongs.

What did the bats die of?

I don't think Mr Snowden wants to live in Russie either. (He 's not the late Lord Snowden who was once married to prince Margaret of Great Britain is he?) You could send hil those panties, Jock.

Comment by James Hill on August 27, 2013 at 5:18am

The cat is out of the bag. Thank you Mr. Snowden. Poor bloke. He has to die for the NSA's sins. Maybe He is the second coming. I don't want to live in Russia. Thank you very much. Now let's stop pussy footing around here and talk some money. Hows about I give you two dead bats and one soiled pair of panties and a jock strap. Would that be enough to receive your your guide on how to become a rich mail or female male artist?

Comment by Valentine Mark Herman on August 27, 2013 at 4:47am

Of course Big Brother Mentor is watching you. So is the FBI. So is the CIA. So is the KGB. So is Mossad. So is MI5. (I would go on but I can't think of any more.) I asked a local journalist last night "How come there are so many artists and art exhibitions in this village, and yet no-one sells anything? It's not a 'normal' sort of econolic model where supply and demand are in some kind of market balance." Her reply went along the lines that this is a viilage full of non-intellectuals (she struggled to avoid the word 'peasants') who i) are poor, and ii) don't express themselves emotionally by spending money on art. So? So I ain't going to get rich on art, and you ain't going to get rich on music. Perhaps our fortunes do lie in Mail Art. Send me $99.99 in a plain brown envelope and I will send you my unique guide 'How to be a RICH Mail Artist'. (2 copies at the special price of $250.00)

Comment by James Hill on August 27, 2013 at 4:32am

Yes, I may have kept my hair but up till now I have been thinking I have lost my mind. Meeting you has restored my faith that I am not alone after all. I will feel better when I receive my brand new rainbow colored ink pad.  About the album. Not one penny. Vince, the tenor player may have sold 3 or 4 cassettes at his various gigs over the years. Research shows that only mail artist are interested in this shit. Oops. Can I say that here? I hope my mentor of the month is not watching.

Comment by Valentine Mark Herman on August 26, 2013 at 4:55am

Did you make any money on your album? You seem to have gotten thinner in the face between then and now, and kept your hair (which is more than can be said for those of us who have gotten fat and bald over the years);

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