December 10, 1998 at THE GIG, West Los Angeles
NIK-E-TOWN..."bring on Spike Lee"
NO PAIN...To C.C. "Are you really drug-free?"
WIND UP WORKING IN A GAS STATION (Zappa)
DR. BALLS...the infamous campus exhibitionist
ROADIE (lyrics:John Nyboer)
VINNEY'S PERINIUM (featuring Joe St. John on trumpet)
WADE (for Jeff Buckley...also w/D'Joe)
HAPPY SPA..."it just might be true"
GREAT DECEIVER...now well worked into a singular interpretation
KUNG FU HULA GIRL...with those pounding surf drums and those great snair fills
November 11, 1998 at THE JOINT, West Los Angeles--VENUE DEBUT
NIK-E-TOWN..."bring on Steve Buscemi"
SPORTS MEDLEY..."What will he sell us now...Massengill."
DR. BALLS...can't stop laughing at this one
KUNG FU HULA GIRL
MORNING PAPERS...with the KFHG Horns joining in on this Prince tune
TECHNO TROUSERS (encore)
When K-Dog mentioned that cassettes were available, someone asked, "Where's the pants?" to whom K-Dog sobbingly replied, "We do the best we can..."
"Fleur de li-sss"
October 26, 1998 at THE GIG, West Los Angeles
Debut show at The Gig...a late show...a coming out of sorts...and plenty of folks came out to see KFHG...
HAPPY SPA-what better way to christen the establishment...celebrating another great place of commerce...into the business of
NIK-E-TOWN...with that bass strumming..."bring on Charlie Sheen"...more big business
NO PAIN-with microcassette taped intro...
KUNG FU HULA GIRL-"the song they named after us"
WIND UP WORKING IN A GAS STATION-big group sound from the trio on this frenetic Frank Zappa piece...vocals by all
VINNEY'S PERINIUM-featuring D'Joe St. John on trumpet...
DR. BALLS-premiere performance...letting it all hang out...(groan)
A grand welcome from this Westside venue...how does C.C. fit all those beats in?...finishing up at midnight...and, hey, let's not fight... (TA)
October 1, 1998 at 14 Below, Santa Monica
Take one...make no mistake...
NO PAIN...C.C. on that "little wreck"
PYRAMID SCHEME-afterward threatening a drum solo...and remember, 14 Below, it's Kung Fu Hula GIRL...that's singular..."one girl is enough for all of us"
VINNEY'S PERINIUM-followed by an off-the-cuff instrumental breather while another bug was chased away...
MOONAGE DAYDREAM (Bowie)
SPORTS MEDLEY-with Nik-e-town working it out into a three part opus...
GREAT DECEIVER...a right-on reworking of one of King Crimson's more psycho tunes
KUNG FU HULA GIRL-that apropos surf drumming
...checking out another memorable show was definitely no mistake... (TA)
Review of show August 29, 1998 at Chuck's Place, West Los Angeles
Ever been to Chuck's place? Well, before this gig, I hadn't...and let me tell you, I regret every missed opportunity. There may not have been a pig-on-a-spit, slow roasting to flakey perfection, but the luau spirit was there in full "swing." Grass skirts and Hawaiian shirts..."Hey, did those Hawaiian shirts come in?" The band, the housemates, the friends, and the fans were all in the island mood. ("Who is she?!") The living room became a temperate rain forest teeming...nay, overflowing with the rhythm of life. All the faves were played...some with audience provided vocals and dance. Some Bryant's Traction oldies were belted out, including (whoa) "Space Tripper." After the set, the jamming continued with musicians (and non-musicians) in attendance getting in on the freeform fun. As I seem to recall, a splendid time was had by all. I even hear someone had to be carried out. "Pssst...Got another beer?" (TA)
Review of show August 11, 1998 at 14 Below Santa Monica
HOT...That was the operative word for the night. Just ask all the Angelenos dealing with the unseasonable humidity. Just ask the band. Isn't that right, C.C.? HOT. We heard it from the band during their between-song patter, and we heard it from every dripping ounce of musicality that was sweated upon the stage. From the huff-n-puff hyperventilation of "Pyramid Scheme" to the shimmering asphalt etherealness of "No Pain." We were all caught in that middle ground of pre-exhaustion euphoria. The greasy funk of "Niketown." The seering screams of "Suicide Bitch" juxtaposed with those cool-in-the-shade moments of light n' nimble guitar work. This is what we came for. But wait...what's this? A hot air blast from the past with Bryant's Traction faves "Vinney's Perineum" (featuring Joe St. John on trumpet) and "Techno Trousers." It's all ends with a visit to "Happy Spa," where, by this time, we'd all be happy with just a cold shower. HOT. (TA)
Review of show May 14, 1998 at 14 Below Santa Monica
Final Seinfeld Thursday. A night of farewells to Jerry and his crew. We at 14 Below are here for our own kind of sweet parting. We are here to say goodbye to all we hold sacred and dear, and are ready to greet the inspired insanity of Kung-Fu Hula Girl. The set begins with a grinding rendition of Bowie's "Moonage Daydream" and proceeds to escape gravitational pull from there on. KFHG favorites then fall away, one by one, spent and smoking, like so many brass casings. "Suicide Bitch," "Touchdown Baby/Namath," and others lay wide open, willingly sacrificed to the angry gods above. We stand , in awe, amidst a swirling storm of distortion and delay. The pounding is unyielding. The screams, primordial. It all wraps up with an ELO cover tune and then, KFHG's blistering namesake song. In the end, the lights come up, and our vision, fogged from within, slowly normalizes and sharpens. And the twisted trinity of C.C., Chuckie, and K-Dog can be seen retreating into the night. (TA)