ALSO, THE HABS LOST THEIR HOCKEY GAME CUZ PRICE DIDNT TAKE ENOUGH COCAINE....the show started real damn late, but no one cared cuz its getting WARM in montreal now...and there was fun in the dark hole of barfly, this is where montreal pours out any musician who cares to come and say"give me some time", where the regulars are diehard rock people, pool people, drinkin folks who revel in the stink of rock n roll and pleasures, and welcome all forms of entertainment.
personally, its one of my favorite places to play, especially in summer, when the sweat just pours from your skin as soon as you strum yer first chord.but what happened was....
THE LEAMERS JUMPED UPON THE STAGE AND MELTED EVERYONE WITH THE WARMEST WET ROCK SOUND EVER IN THE WHOLE WORLD INVENTED GREASIN UP THE REGULARS IN THAT HOLE IN THE WALL BARFLY HAAAAA WITH SUCH AN OUTPOURING, EVAPORATING WALLS WITH AHHHHHHHS WE GONNA PLAY WITH THEM AGAIN MAY 15TH AT IL MOTORE...YA WANNA LET LOOSE AND FEEL GELLED OUT? BELOW
MERLES GITAR BAND (thats us) GOT UP ON STAGE AND HUMPED THE SHIT OUT OF OUR SET, IT WAS SO EASY, IT FELT LIKE JUMPING OFF A CLIFF AND GLIDING, GLIDING, GLIDING PEACEFULLY, DROPPING BOMBS OF FORGET-THIS-LIFE-FOR-AWHILE all over the heads of those people there assembled. for the PURPOSE OF HOCKEY WATCHING AND THEN MAYBE SOME ROCK N ROLL. WE TRANSPORTED THOSE PEOPLE TO ANOTHER SPACE AND TIME, ANOTHER LIFE, ANOTHER BEING ANOTHER STATE AND WE SUMMONED SOME ENERGIES THAT ARE STILL FOLLOWING ME AROUND TODAY TELLING ME THEY ARE THERE WITH THEIR SUDDEN APPEARANCES AND FURNITURE KNOCKINGS, NO DOUBT THEY ARE FOLLOWING AROUND THOSE SO AFFECTED BY OUR MUSIC, THEIR LIVES ARE CHANGED FOREVER. GOOD. WE SANG OF LIBERATION, OF BLOOD, OF FREEDOMS OF REVOLUTION, WE POINTED OUT WHAT WAS REAL TRUTH AND SIMPLICITY AND WE TAUGHT THEM HOW TO TOUCH THAT DIMENSION THAT ALL OF YOU HAVE PLACED BEHIND A VEIL. THIS IS WHAT WE ARE HERE TO DO, F
We were being and knowing That two were one, and we were three In twelve sided cosmos, drifting by I wasn’t seeing I was feeling And wasn’t being, doing, two were one And when I looked to it Nothing but the corner of my eye Then we were three, and being Being and doing I hadn’t known that two were one We were that same one, and being When I know, I feel I see that two were one We were three and being Drifted through twelve sides And we were being Knowing that two were one And falling there on clouds like stars We were three and known We were one, I don’t know I was being, doing, but I knew That two were one And clouds flow down Drifting, we know, and see Doing, and knowing we were three And knowing two were one That two were one.
