But can we go back to '77 when In the City came out and at least give it
some credit.
>From: Steve Emmerson <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
>Reply-To: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
>To: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
>Subject: Why????
>Date: Wed, 23 Aug 2000 13:06:39 -0700
>
>Why are you lot all still going on about how great the mod scene is ?? This
>mod list is about as MOD as Mod Section at a Record Fair Stall (Nothing in
>it) I am a mod always have been always will be but I'd sooner sit at home
>listening to my Chords CD or anything by The Prisoners and The Solarflares
>now. You're all too young to remember the great mod bands of 79 (Blew all
>this 60's Soul stuff away you get rammed down your throat) Let's have a
>chat
>on the 79 mod scene or the mid 80's scene instead of all this waffle waffle
>which I get in my mail everyday. Yes mod was born in the 60's (late 50's to
>be acurate) The 60's bands Small Faces,Creation etc were going along fine
>till all this soul stepped in and it wasn't till the 79 mod revival that
>mod
>in my mind got a bit of respect back.
>
>PS I would unsubscribe from this list if I knew how to cos it basically is
>very very boring..
>
>Cheers to all Steve (the Mod ish Boy)
>----- Original Message -----
>From: Jason Tinkey <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
>To: <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
>Sent: Wednesday, August 23, 2000 12:00 AM
>Subject: FW: Missing: One Funk Motor. Last seen somewhere on the East side.
>
>
> > One more list to go y'all.
> >
> > -----Original Message-----
> > From: Jason Tinkey [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED]]
> > Sent: Tuesday, August 22, 2000 3:55 PM
> > To: '[EMAIL PROTECTED]'
> > Subject: Missing: One Funk Motor. Last seen somewhere on the East side.
> >
> >
> > My ultra-amazing recap of Chicago is about to commence. It's quite long.
>And
> > remember, smoking is not permitted on CTA property.
> >
> > Wednesday, August 16, 2000:
> > My journey begins on a bit of a sour note. My flight leaves at 5:55am,
>and
> > the few minutes between when we get to the airport and my plane takes
>off
> > are the last few minutes that I'll see of my girlfriend until Christmas.
> > Terrific. We had stayed up all night (quiet in the peanut gallery,
>please)
> > because we both had to be at the airport quite early. Anyhow, so off I
>go
>to
> > Chicago via Phoenix. I finally arrive in the city after one of the most
> > boring flights ever. Can somebody tell God to put something in the
>Midwest
> > for air travelers to look at, please? Fuck. After arriving at O'Hare,
>I'm
> > greeted by Ben, who schleps me onto a train and off to his apartment.
>After
> > a little r&r, we head out to eat, where I partook of what were quite
> > possibly the hottest (as in spicy) buffalo wings ever put on this earth.
> > Then it was time to meet Jason & Margaux, and we all went out to the
>final
> > soul night at Danny's at Misa's behest. There we met up with Laura K &
>the
> > aforementioned Misa, and drinks were plentiful. I even was able to
>partake
> > in Bill Luther's famous Old Speckled Hen, what a treat. As the night
> > progressed, a bit of drunkeness was attained, a Portland v. Chicago
>debate
> > ensued (I forgot who won) and then Laura, Ben & I (heretofore
>collectively
> > known as "The Window Paynes") hit some other bar, where we convinced a
> > drunken sound engineer that we were a major-label erotic-psych band from
> > Jacksonville, Florida. Nice way to end an evening.
> >
> > Thursday, August 17, 2000:
> > The day...I completely forgot. Eventually, we got to the Club Foot for
>the
> > first official night of festivities. The decor included some rather
> > impressive pieces of pop culture ephemera, but that didn't matter much.
>The
> > free drinks I was getting were much more important to me. After fucking
> > around on the decks for a little while, Ben & Aret started off DJing as
> > people arrived, then I went on...shortly after starting, however, I
>jumped
> > out of the booth to greet the arrival of James Holden & the lovely Miss
> > Vanya. I'm not sure how my set went, but a couple people said it was
>really
> > good. Cool. I really don't remember. After purchasing some chicken
>tamales
> > from some random guy (FYI-they were delish), it was back to Ben's for an
> > impromptu drunken, stoned blues jam where Senor Holden seems to have
>been
> > possessed by Lightnin' Hopkins...must be something in the Chicago water.
> >
> > Friday, August 18, 2000:
> > During the daytime we basically spent several hours walking around
>shopping
> > and socializing. At night, after Jessika & Estelle's arrival, it was
>time
>to
> > go back to the Club Foot to see Brian & Barry spin, and to get
>piss-drunk
> > again. I think that by this time the lack of sleep must've been catching
>up
> > to me, because my memory's starting to get a bit hazy. I do recall
>meeting
> > me some Davy Love. He really exists...I've had my doubts. Eamon &
>Shannon
> > finally I seem to remember dancing, drinking & smoking...hm...beyond
> > that...it was back to Ben's for yet another musical interlude, this one
>much
> > expanded, with James stomping on the floor like a maniac. Bed soon
>beckoned.
> >
> > Saturday, August 19, 2000:
> > Spent the day with Ben, Jessika & Estelle. Went up to the 96th floor of
>the
> > John Hancock building for $6 beers. Looked at the lake for about a
>minute.
> > Ate some damned good Indian food, then off to get ready. Showed up at
>the
> > gallery, then, as Jessika mentioned, she had to keep me from buying
>Three
> > Stooges brand beer. We did manage to get a good bit of a bar going
>before
> > the rest of the kids arrived up in our ultra-exclusive VIP loft. Only
>the
> > coolest fifty people were allowed up. Beers just kept pouring themselves
> > down my throat until, before I knew it, I was downstairs, -enjoying- a
>ska
> > band! After the bands finished, most of the fun lie in watching people
> > dance, rather than dance myself. I did show off my new patented move,
>the
> > "Tinkey Sizzle Swizzle", until it caused me to fall on my ass. People
>were
> > rolling around, with their pants down, just being good old-fashioned
> > drunkards. I loved it. When we finally went home, I was ready to crash,
>but
> > Ben's roommates' party was still going strong. So it was off with Eamon
>&
> > Shannon to the Green Mill for some Hammond action. We were sitting right
>in
> > front of the stage, close enough so I could see the Leslie rotating.
> > Beautiful. Apart from the hippie sax player who thought he was Ornette
> > Coleman, the band was damned good, even the other sax guy who looked
>like
> > Bun E. Carlos from Cheap Trick. After catching the band's last set, it
>was
> > time for sleepin'.
> >
> > Sunday, August 20, 2000:
> > Started off having breakfast with Ben, Jessika & James. Went back to
>Ben's
> > to fetch Estelle and dashed out (literally) to Midway to see them off.
>Their
> > flight was delayed. This would become a recurring theme. Went back to
>Ben's
> > again so I could finish packing, and after a couple of beers, it was off
>to
> > O'Hare. Ben saw me off, then I ran down to catch a 9:45pm flight to Las
> > Vegas. I arrived there around midnight, and proceeded to eat a bunch of
> > really nasty Taco Bell food way too fast (hey, it was my only option),
>then
> > ran to my gate only to discover that my flight was coming in at another
> > terminal. So, I run, run, run as fast as my little legs would take me to
> > catch my 12:52 flight, but when I get there, it hadn't even arrived from
> > Detroit yet. Once it did, it took forever, for a variety of reasons: 1.)
> > Some woman went into labor on the plane and had to be wheeled out on a
> > stretcher. 2.) A flight attendant lost her watch. 3.) They couldn't find
>the
> > pilots!? 4.) Some guy left his ticket on the plane. 5.) A bunch of
>people
> > missed their connecting flights, causing them to be in foul moods (One
>of
> > them decided to take it out on me, but I wasn't hearing it...I yelled at
>her
> > and almost made her cry by calling her a "stupid fucking whore"...what
>can
>I
> > say, it was late, I was tired and needed a shower.) I eventually got out
>of
> > Vegas, got a couple hours of sorely-needed sleep, and got into Portland
>a
> > little after 4:30am. After bickering with a Ukrainian cab driver for a
> > while, I eventually talked him into taking me home off the meter, since
>I
> > only had $12 left. I immediately fell asleep and woke up around 3 that
> > afternoon. I was supposed to have been at work at 9. Oops.
> >
> > In summation, I had me a fucking blast. I'd like to say hello & thanks
>to
> > everybody that I met, everybody was so fucking awesome and accomodating,
> > I'll definitely be back again.
> >
> > SMART! Chicago
> > http://www.geocities.com/smartsixsix/
> > www.tightenupchicago.com
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