Wednesday, January 07, 2009

the day dad was a rockstar

20 December, 2008

Oh dear God. WTF. Happened. Last Night.

Dad is running around in his underpants and he started a band.

Too hungover to string sentence together and clutch pen, will write tomoz.

But I have found myself in a really fucked up episode of
Flight Of The Conchords. Or someone gave me acid. One of the two.

21 December, 2008

So. What happened was this. I end up drinking Malbec in the sun with the American, and when I get back to our place, Dad had started a band.

“Peas, I've started a band.”
'Wha?' I say in a vino tinto stupor.

“I'm playing the harmonica, Brad Pitt's [Colorado dude] playing the guitar and we're putting Binks on the bongos.”

[pause]

“Say...where is Binks?”

The last I remember is him saying to someone the next day, “I woke up in my underpants, had no keys, no mp3 player and no ticket out of here. No seriously, I lost ticket.”

So as part of his loser's complex he decided to make his bush hat a money making machine, as well as his harmonica.
Got a live gig at a bar downtown, (as in, they nabbed an already set-up open stage), roped in a few innocent men and they played live music for everyone last night.

Including a rowdy bunch of Argentines who knew no better.

We were all hopelessly drunk.

7 comments:

kyknoord said...

I can't help thinking it's better than being hopefully drunk. By the way, can I be your dad's Murray? I've always wanted to manage a band. Getting a job at the consulate might be a challenge, though.

Revolving Credit said...

Party like a rock star hey?
So, did your dad play the gig in his underpants or did he at least wear something, like a hat and some cowboy boots?

Peas on Toast said...

Kyk - Murray you're hired!!

Rev - He was wearing a fleece. He needs a stylist. Kyk is Murray, so will you be his personal stylist??

livingladolcevita said...

My dad clearly is letting the side down.

po said...

sheesh you dad sounds hilarious! What did he thing of your book?

Peas on Toast said...

dolce - hey! Nah, often I had to play mommy and ensure Dad had all the relevant things in case he lost them again...but having Dad as a rockstar for one night was entertaining nonetheless!

po - he read it cover to cover, closed it and said something like 'well done, it flowed and it was funny and interesting.' and with a straight face, and then we never reaklly discussed it again thank god. ;)

Ordinarylife said...

no doubting he is your dad.... Although it seems you still have a bit to learn?