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By the time we had reached The Clubhouse in Tempe we were beyond exhausted and yet somehow we had one of the best sets of this era of the band. Maybe it was the cheap speed…. The world may never know.
Arizona had always been strangely good to us, maybe being baked by the sun like that has had an effect on the locals as to make them prone to picking up what we were putting down. Maybe it’s the fact that drinks needed to be kept back by the bar, I don’t know. But I do know that the sound man had the common decency to not try and fix the sound by adding high end to the guitar in the mix. All too often they try to do that and it ruins it. It’s supposed to sound like that, no it’s not broken. Set it, and go get a drink…. Which is what the dear man did. He missed The Scovrge ov Drvnkeness in fact and barely hit record in time for Bastards Born. The rest is what you hear, warts and all….
In the years since I’ve often looked back on this tour and time (with literal tears in my eyes… Ough) It was a great time with good friends, who I miss very much. I hope you enjoy.
Karl
