Did Jackyl break out the chainsaw for their "I'm a lumberjack now baayyy baaayyy!" song?

Wow, thanks for all these responses! When I'm a little less tired and hungover I'll contribute my thoughts on the whole thing (bet you can't wait). Really good thread to read though, I am enjoying it muchly!

Yeah, great thread. It takes me back to the mid-80's when I was travelling around doing live sound with a band (we carried our own PA; ugh). I'll throw in a war story or two when I have time.

Kinda miss it once in a while, but not those hardwood floors (with the saxophone player trying to ball some chick while they were bumping into the drummer and I "sleeping" next to them).

Frank

Goldstar wrote:Yeah, great thread. It takes me back to the mid-80's when I was travelling around doing live sound with a band (we carried our own PA; ugh). I'll throw in a war story or two when I have time.

Kinda miss it once in a while, but not those hardwood floors (with the saxophone player trying to ball some chick while they were bumping into the drummer and I "sleeping" next to them).

Frank

Friggin' Zorn.

burun wrote:

etch wrote:We also toured with the metal band Jackyl.

Please tell us more.

You know you want to.

I also forgot to say that once you have toured around a bit, Spinal Tap becomes unfunny for a period of 3 - 12 months. The funny comes back, though.

Have you seen the episode of Flight of the Conchords where Murray books them a tour of New Jersey and empties out his savings account in order to bankroll it? Watching him peel off bills for every unforseen disaster and leather suit purchase while they play shows to 2 people hit wincingly close to home for some reason.

MySpace ruined touring.

J. Burns wrote:MySpace ruined everything good in this world.

fyp

Jackyl did break out the chainsaw every night and that fucker was LOUD and smelly. Jesse, the singer would carve up whatever was around, usually a stool that they would bring out as a prop but sometimes it would be an amp or part of the stage. If they didn't get their guaranteed money after a show, there would be a rumble and I mean serious fighting, where people end up really bloody. They had a couple of guitar tech/roadies that were the meanest, toughest sonsofbitches I've ever come across. They used kicking your ass as a really powerful bargaining chip, it usually worked.

To be very honest, we had a lot of involvement with this band as they were on the same management company (Tuttle Management). Jesse took over at some point and was sort of our manager, yes, I know... very strange. The guy is an extremely shrewd and calculating business guy. He was signed to Geffen by John Kalodner and is/was very close friends with the guy so you kind of get a drift for the world he was associated with, and us inadvertently I'm afraid.

A funny side note on the pomposity of the record industry: whenever Kaldoner is credited on an album his credit reads:

John Kalodner - John Kaldoner

So, he took us out on tour several times to 'bust our cherries.' He would piss on your feet if he caught you in a shower (or worse). He would lock you out of your hotel room naked if possible. He showed us his privates a lot (the cornish hen) and asked us if we would like to blow him, we repeatedly turned him down of course.

His nickname for me was Dicks Ahoy because he thought I looked like a gay sailor.

He knew the Jackyl fans would hate us and that probably amused him. We still had fun playing with them and every once in awhile would win over some of their fans, only to find out that really wanted to meet Jesse. There was a couple that followed Jackyl everywhere and they would also follow us around and eventually typed weird stalker letters to our manager's office.

These guys were sex, drugs and rock and roll to the MAX (although Jesse is completely sober and always has been). We witnessed a lot with them. I was shocked at the things that the women that followed them around were willing to do, lots of cheese whiz, whip creme and weird junk like that. They had a lot of big sex orgies where everyone was screwing and stuff. Jesse was divorced and single at the time and on one seventeen date stretch he was laid sixteen times by a different woman every night/town. The one day off was a Sunday night when we were snowed in in Detroit. These women weren't all groupie types either, lots of regular looking girls. I can't tell you how many times I watched a boyfriend bring his girlfriend to the tour bus and wait patiently as she got pounded or gave head to one or ALL of the guys. She would then emerge with an autographed picture and they would walk hand and hand to their car. They also had a lot of groupies that were lesbian couples, or a threesome of girls.

We got to see ZZ Top with them, but it sucked because we found out that they play along to pre-recorded music that Frank controls from triggers in his drum kit. Bummer.

It's worth noting that Tom Bettini and Jimmy Stiff, both original members are now born-again country preacher types.

This is Jesse caught in an embarrassing moment on the Tom Green show, although I don't know that the man could ever really be truly embarrassed, I'm sure he walked away without a second thought.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rlwQwMrOD98

If you ever meet him, don't tell him I wrote all this stuff on an internet forum as I don't want to get killed by redneck punks.

Jesse still plays with Jackyl and is now an MTV reality show producer (Two-a-Days) and owns a studio that recorded that Gnarls Barkley record. Those guys commented that he didn't seem 'trustworthy.'

Hah!

All that shit I said before about what it was like touring before the internet?

Forget it.

It was like what Dicks Ahoy, er... Etch there said.

Just like that.

All the time.

Myspace fucked it all up for everyone.

I blame Tom.

dontfeartheringo wrote:All that shit I said before about what it was like touring before the internet?

Forget it.

It was like what [strike]Dicks Ahoy[/strike] Etch there said.

Just like that.

All the time.

Myspace fucked it all up for everyone.

I blame Tom.

You're lucky that my long blog wasn't about five-eight!