Sunday 12 December
Conversation with the 10-year-old and 12-year-old sister duo that make up Smoosh, in a coffee shop just round the corner from the Showbox, 1st Ave, Seattle:
ET: “I was speaking to Jason Finn (drummer, Presidents Of The United States Of America) during your set just now, and he said that next year you’re going to be bigger than Led Zeppelin.”
Pause…
Chloe: “Is that big?”
Asya: “Our dad was telling us you introduced Kurt to Courtney. is that true?”
[Interviewer looks embarassed and mumbles something that could be a ‘yes’.]
Asya: “Do you reget it?…Our dad also told us that you were the first person to write about grunge. Is that true?”
[Interviewer looks even more embarassed.]
Asya: “Do you think Courtney killed Kurt? That would be neat if it’s true, because it would mean you started it and you finished it.”
[Interviewer crawls up into a corner and wishes city would swallow him alive.]
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Last night, Bob Whittaker’s girlfriend teases him and me that we should make out. Five minutes later, the entire bar is begging us to stop. Very drunk kids form a disorderly line to sit down next to ‘Everett True’ and buy him drinks, unasked. Kathleen Wilson’s companion stands up and gives me a full-on eulogy, something about how I’m more American than the Americans (er, is that a compliment?) and how embarassed he was to be kitted out in full English gear (Jam T-shirt) in my presence. Come 8am and Debbi Shane is giving the cab driver the full vent of her invective for switching the meter off; and thus misses the extraordinary light shining round the Olympics and Mount Rainer. Tonight was spent in the company of a very sweet Canadian lesbian couple who’d driven all the way down from Vancouver to 1) see Iron & Wine, and 2) interview Everett True so they could write him a love letter, and 3) join in our Cooking Party. Nice.
Posted on Monday, December 13th, 2004by Everett True
hey!!! i did too see mount rainier. i can talk, listen, not look and see everything simultaneously! i’m an expert! alert!
oh but the cab driver. t’was fun. a new york minute in seattle? definitely a seattle cab driver. i highly doubt a new york cabbie would give us back one half of the forty dollar fare much less feel the guilt. the shame. profusely apologizing!
what is nirvana.com and who put that story there and where did they get it? you see…i have yet to type it into this computer. i’m lazy. i don’t want to. i do. i don’t.
boys and girls. do not waste time with the google switch. it’s wrong. so wrong.
alright then. thanks! bye! hope that flu has passed. have you check with bob? i think he said he was just getting over a case of mono…you know? the kissing disease!
Posted by debbi shane on December 16th, 2004 at 6:48 pm