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Stuck in Bako: New fiction blog series will feature an LA talent scout and you and/or your band
Stuck in Bako by Dr BLT My name is Karl Wasser. It was Friday, July 27, 2007. I was on my way to Woodland Hills, California. My BMW had been in a wreck, and I was driving this Dodge Caravan rental that overheated. I was pissed. It was hot as hell. It must have been 100 degrees or more. I was in no mood to be stuck in this town---the very town me and my friend's used to call Bako because of the scorching heat. I was cussing as I hoovered over my mounted hood with this damn rental vehicle. Here I was, a big-shot executive for a major record label, stuck on 99 somewhere near the Buck Owens Boulevard exit. Well, at least the street name carries with it some musical significance. This kid in an old Geo Metro with a worn-out Three Chord Whore sticker on his bumper stopped and said something to me. A rocker dude with long, black-dyed hair crawled out and said something to me. His voice was overpowered by some loud, raw punk rock (or to be more accurate, post-punk rock) coming from his stereo. "What did you say, bro?" I shouted? "Dude, you need a lift? Wait, let me turn this down." He walked back and turned down the tunes. "Sure. By the way, what have you got playing on your stereo today?" I asked, with half-sincere interest. "Oh, that's In-Denials, a local band. It's pretty cool stuff." He replied. "Yeah, I haven't heard that before. And yes, I could use a ride." I looked a little closer into his car and noticed that he had a girl with him, and some other, slightly older, rocker dude in the back seat. "Oh, this is my girlfriend, Netty. She's a rocker chick, if you hadn't noticed. I met her a couple of years ago at this Dr BLT gig at Dagny's through her friend, Alyssa Kaes, a girl with a killer voice that was opening the show." I said "Hi!" She smiled, but didn't say a word. She looked like she hadn't slept for at least 72 hours. "Oh, and this is a drummer friend of mine, Pat Frase. I was just giving him a lift over to McGees. He's got a gig with a couple of musicians tonight who call themselves the Zeke Victor Trio." Pat, a tall dude, with a shaved head, got out and shook my hand. He was real friendly, in contrast to the kid's girlfriend. I climbed in the car and we took off. The whole car reeked of pot. "Don't inhale," Pat warned as he chucked and added, "It wasn't me." (to be continued)
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