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"Here we come Amerika. Grab hold and hang on."
- Lee Ranaldo, Lollapallooza Tour Journal-
"We wrote it like it was- how can that be?"
- Joseph F. Keppler
The first thing I did after I woke up was to check my ticket.
Depart Ogden Point Victoria 7:30 Sept. 5/98
Depart Pier 48 Seattle 13:00 Sept. 27/98
No refunds/No exchanges/Boy Are You Fucked.
Actually it didn't say "Boy Are You Fucked" but that's what I thought. They've got me coming back in three weeks and I'm only going for the weekend. We're off to a bad start.
But I decide to drop the acid anyway.
Before I go through customs I figure...
why risk getting caught?
...gulp...
changing the ticket from the 27th to the
7th turns out to be no problem whatsoever.
but the woman @ customs says my name
sounds familiar and writes it down.
"Can't you see I'm high?" I yell at her, "and you're making me paranoid?" Actually I say nothing of the sort. when it comes to authority figures what I usually say is - Yes Sir. No Sir. Three Bags Full Sir.
I'm on the boat. Are you on the boat?
Destination-Seattle.The Bumbershoot Festival.
Bumbershoot?
Seattle's annual Arts&Music Festival. Held each Labor Day weekend under the shadow of The Space Needle, on the grounds of the 1962 World's Fair. It's Fucking H U G E !
A four day event that's almost incomprehensible in its scope. Seventeen (17) official venues ranging from small stages set up on the lawns to Rock Stadiums.
Q: Who was there this year?
A: BruceCockburnNekoCaseCrackerHiFiKillersThirdEyeBlindAlphaYayaClumsyLoversLiveEasyBigFellaCircusEthiopiaJoanBaezSquirrelNutZippersDoctorJaneGoodallMorphineNewOrleansKlezmerAllStars?andTheMysteriansTheyMightBeGiantsScreamingTreesCadillacAngelsWandaJacksonBigNazoEricBrogosianFeliciaLoudBonnieRaittJethroTullBuckOwensSeanLennonBurningSpearSteelPulseDarWilliamsPeterGreenCrazy8'sPearlDjangoThePadinsBeauJocque&TheZydecoHi-Rollersandmanyothers.
Q; What'd it cost ya?
A: Advance Two Day Pass that let's you into all theevents on those days- 32 Bucks (Canadian)
Q: You're kidding, right?
A: Have I ever lied to you?
This was the 28th Annual Festival and according to their press release
" Bumbershoot showcases over 2000 artists in music
dance,theater(sic),performancearts,visual arts,
film and video,literaryarts,comedy and kids performances"
Q: Where do I find out more?
A: Website: www.bumbershoot.org Address: P.O. Box 9750 Seattle,Washington U.S.A. 98109
I've been wanting to go for years.Now here I am on a boat- it's a bright, beautiful morning- the drugs are just kicking in and I'm heading to America!
Next Installment- Mama Let Me Take You On A Sea Cruise.
