I HATE CHOCOLATE CAKE!
By Don Redondo
We were heading to AZ to play a benefit for the first free public park in
Phoenix (there are lots now, but getting the first one funded was a big
deal...we played two shows to support that over two years). We had just done
three or four crash practices with what would be a one-time drummer, Al
Penzone, and would need another in AZ to be ready for the benefit.
Driving through the desert, all our bass player Bruce could say was how it was his
birthday (I can't really say which day as he whines about it for what seems
like a month). We get to AZ and are lucky to be able to stay at Karen
Weber's parents. They are out of town, so we set up and played for about an
hour. When that was done, we decided to go out and skate. FYI, this was
Arizona, late summer, so it was easily over 100 degrees!
Well I guess Bruce whined to Karen enough so she felt sorry for him, and
while we were gone, she baked him a homemade chocolate cake in her mom's
sweltering kitchen. She was just putting on the icing as we walked in from
skating and before she could finish the sentence "I made you a cake for your
Bruce says "I hate chocolate cake!"
To this day, she hates Bruce...even exclaiming, "Fuck Bruce!" at a family
Thanxgiving dinner years later.
There's no excuse for being rude:)