Here in the bustling metropolis of Milwaukee, Wisconsin; mass producer of corn flavored beer and Pillow Person shaped asses, our Firemen are leaving us behind. Here is a recent conversation I had with Ace McFahey, from Appleton’s Engine 4, Ladder Truck 3.
Daft Paragon: Thanks for doing this somewhat unconventional interview today.
Ace: No problem. Sure thing. Glad we could start on time.
Daft Paragon: I thought we agreed this was going to be a pleasant and civil interview.
Ace: Yeah, well I guess I kind of changed my mind.
Daft Paragon: Listen, you and your boys took two hours to respond to the blaze in our practice space last week. Two hours man. How was I not going to follow up on that. I mean c’mon!
Ace: A couple of weeks prior to your unfortunate episode, my girlfriend and I went out of our way to see your little band. We heard good things about your soulfull grooviness and I got a laugh out of the dancing monkey you had put onto your flyers. A flyer that said you were to begin playing at 10:00PM. We waited until 12:30 to hear you play; sat through 3 shitty opening bands we had never heard of, paid a seven dollar cover and stared at three people’s backs the entire night. We left before you went on. It was a glorious disappointment and waste of time.
Daft Paragon: That’s just the way the scene operates, man!
Ace: I must go. I have a feeling there is a toaster on fire somewhere in this city that needs my attention.
Daft Paragon: That’s cool. My band is playing at the K-Ranch next weekend. Be sure to tell all of your friends and check it out. We really deliver.