The Return of the Bone Chronicles
Mon, May 5th 2008, 16 years ago by Denis
Its the second day now I have broken away from the main frame.
The main frame is Fishbone and now I am a bone that has been broken off from the spine like an astronaut in space disconnected from the mother ship.
I was a little nervouse at 1st but that will soon go away as it always does
Wheni’m getting ready to take on some type of mission or endevour’
The 1st day away from the Main Frame I spent the next day and a half
At the drummers (Mathew) mothers flat in bordoux on the 12th floor
And it overlooked all of bordoux. And it was really quite too.
And when i went to sleep in the flat the bed did’nt move back and forth like it usually does on the tour bus that im in with Fishbone.
The bunks where really Uncomfortable this time on the that last bus.
And The driver ‘birdy” the old german guy I think he might have been gAy.
Because I would hear from other band members how he would sometimes
Blow on the back of some of the crew members necks to see if they where
Recipricate, and he was really uptight about his coffee machine that supposedly cost
A 1000 euros. ……………..eh we got along ok. To each his own.
And when one of the sheets was missing from one of the bunks he took away the coffee
Machine as if to punish the band for one of the missing sheets. And gave us the regular coffee pot instead
Padre’ cursed his Ass out.
He did’nt realized that nobody gave a damn about that coffee machine any way.
oK…….enough of that.
Second day away form the main frame.
Last night I went to mac donalds to get on the internet.
Wow I’ve never done that before.
I don’t like mac donalds but the internet service made it worth while.
But the 1st day of compleat silence was a difference for my world for once in along time.
At the age of 42 I’m on my own some what in france.
I figure I better stay over after the tour is over and see what is here for me other than whats in the states.
Because of all of my years of being in America I hav’nt been able to find anything as far as acting or music scoring ect. So maybe I can find it here in France. America is just moving too slow f or me for what I need but I hav’nt givin up on it completely.
So right now I’m on my ways to nantes to hook up with “dAjla”
She’s got a couple of festivals that she is going to let me share the stage
With her. And a poetry reading or 2.
Hopfully something will come up and I can get a connection while I’m here
And I can make some money.
Because right now I don’t have shit really when i go back home.
Well let me refraze that. I’ve got my fathers house in woodland hills
To stay at if it really came down to it and I’ve got my girlfriends house.
But at least I’ll be able to hang up the art that I want to hang up and live my life with out any restrictions.
It’s all good for now.
I”ll be keeping ya posted when i can
Angelo Moore