No? Good, because they’re gone. Given away last night to a bucktoothed boy in Manhattan named Bubba. No joke - more on that later.
Adrian is the de facto front seat passenger in the Oso van. That means he’s the de facto van DJ, which is why I loaded my old iPod up with music I thought Adrian would enjoy before we left.
As expected, he wasted no time diving into the gargantuan Ben Folds catalog. This is one of many music obsessions the bearded man and I share. We agreed in the van yesterday that Ben Folds FIve’s cover of “She Don’t Use Jelly” by The Flaming Lips is, as Adrian put it, “clearly one of the best covers of all time - totally.”
And speaking of covers – it was decided last night that Oso Closo will cover one band and one band only for the rest of its career. That band is The Raisins, as in The California Raisins - the greatest dried fruit band of the 20th century. Last night’s cover of The California Raisins classic soul tune “If You Don’t Know Me By Now” led not just one but TWO Manhattanites to rise from their bar stools for some slow soul dancing. Just one example of how the power of The Raisins is clearly undeniable - totally.

The Raisins idea came during a brainstorming session about which Christmas songs Oso is going to play at its Fourth Annual Oso Closo Christmas Show on Dec. 6 at Hailey’s in Denton - clear your calendar now. Despite the rest of the band’s objections, Lindsey continually insisted that “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” be played. Andy suggested that if it was to be played, The California Raisins version of the song should be the only option. Raisins Law was formed within seconds (disclaimer: This is no way means “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” will or will not be played at the Fourth Annual Oso Closo Christmas Show - the sure-to-be-mind-blowing gig on Dec. 6 at Hailey’s in Denton that you just cleared your calendar for).
Like I said in the previous post, wacky things always happen in Manhattan, Kan. Yesterday the wackiness started the minute I walked into the venue. “Sad But True” by Metallica was blaring through the PA at 110db. Every person in the bar was wearing a crusty Kill ‘Em All or Ride The Lightning era Metallica shirt. Most were yelling the words to “Sad But True” at the top of their lungs, splashing beer out of their plastic pitchers while pumping their fists in the air, pitchers in hand. One guy grabbed me by the shoulders, looked me straight in the eye and sputtered: “Metal up your ass!” This is something I never thought would happen at an Oso Closo show. I find the the club owner and she tells me the rock station in town is doing a Metallica ticket giveaway until 9 p.m., and that it may be best to wait until that’s done before loading in the band’s gear. She gestures to the crowd when telling me this and I get her drift. We go to the hotel. I learned later from a shockingly lucid drunk man at the bar that “some bucktoothed dude named Bubba” won the Metallica tickets when he took his shirt off and revealed a Metallica tattoo that covered his entire back. I’m not sure this is true. It may be funnier if this guy made it up, so I’m going with that explanation.
Today the plan is to hang out in Lawrence, Kan. We have funny pictures we’ll try to post soon.
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