But don't worry! Social Distortion is here to save the day!
Everything was working. Everything was working so damn well minus Joe Turpel’s vocabulary, the left, Martin Potter, too much Merino, the actual plow itself plus a handful of other issues depending on who you talk to and depending on what they’re drinking.
Surf Ranch. A success. An unmitigated* success then blink-182 cancels.
Blaming drummer “Travis Barker’s ongoing medical issues.”
And what the hell? What the dammit hell? How could this happen?
Tickets were sold based purely on blink’s wide appeal. Tickets, man, to kids wanting to see mechanical surf of course but also Travis Barker, Mark Hoppus and Tom DeLonge. I mean Matt Skiba.
Thankfully there appeared to be a backup. Social Distortion. Social D.
Now, I’m not even going to pretend I don’t love Social D so I’ll be there. But will you?
Speaking of Social D real quick I saw Mike Ness once backstage at a Brian Setzer Orchestra show in Orange County. My damned ex-wife performed with Brian Setzer and I was there backstage, before she was my ex-wife, standing next to Mike Ness, looking at him thinking “heroin does no favors.” Though maybe it had nothing to do with heroin. He was very wide. Much wider than I wanted him to be. And that sounds like it has absolutely nothing to do with heroin at all does it.
My damned ex-wife is also from near Lemoore remember. She grew up in the cow stink and made me hate that cow stink forever and ever and ever. Everything comes full circle.
*Minus Joe Turpel’s vocabulary, the left, Martin Potter, too much Merino and the actual plow itself plus a grab bag of other things.