Another Brick In The Wall...6/16

[Capt Josh]

Well leave it to Bogii...another wild adventure north of the Rio Grande thanks to his seemingly limitless connections and his penchant for good, live rock and roll...

As i hurtled towards LA on wednesday i fully expected my wingman to meet me at the airport...since i'd lost another cell phone i had no way of contacting him and thus...given his prior track record...trusted the fact that he'd be waiting for me outside the international arrivals gate as per usual...

After gathering my bags and making my way to the pick-up zone i waited for 15 mins or so and realized i'd probably better find a pay phone and give the little chit a call...

"Bogii...where the hell are you?"

"JT! Get your ass in a taxi...tell the driver you need to go to the Hollywood Bowl...NOW NOW NOW!!!!"

"What?! where the hell is that? Dude...where are you? I've got luggage here man..."

"JT DON'T ASK QUESTIONS JUST GET IN THE FUQING CAB!!!" and then he hangs up...CLICK...

Sonofa...alright...i wave a cab down, throw my luggage in and head off...

Somewhere between LAX and the Hollywood Bowl we hit the gates of hell...rush hour traffic brought to a stand-still by a fatal traffic accident...and as i sit in the back of the cab, barely moving...i'm thinking about just what in the hell kind of situation i've found myself in this time...no cell phone to let Bogii know i'll be late and absolutely no inclination of what's waiting for me when i get there...

Finally...after what seems like 4 hours...i make it to the Bowl and it is a madhouse...complete mayhem on all quadrants...i pay the cab off and haul my luggage up to the front gates past ticket scaplers, bongo toting hippies, cracked out hooligans, rock-savy yuppies of all make and manner...and then it hits me...the smoke...the screaming madness...the first few power chords from the Dark Side of the Moon...

"SONOFABITCH! PINK FLOYD!!!!" i scream into the night...

How i manage to connect with Bogii, check my luggage at will call, and make it to my seat is beyond me...a feat of pure luck and obviously the work of the gods...but here i am indeed...a few hours off the plane and rocketing skyward once again to the hypnotic rythms of Roger Waters and one hell of a powerful crowd...

Bogii is beaming, leaning over to tell me that we are surrounded by the band members of Cypres Hill...another favorite band of mine from back in the day...and after a few quick introductions we let ourselves go...quite literally...completely surrendering ourselves to the power of Mr. Waters and his olympian energy...

WHAT A SHOW!!! my only regret is knowing it will break Largo's heart to hear this story...Largo's a die hard Pink Floyd fan...it almost crushed him when he missed their concert in Guadalajara a few months ago...and now this...well...next time amigo...next time...

After a riveting first set where the boys belted out many new songs i haden't heard...with obvious political overtones...they launced into the complete Dark Side of the Moon and let me tell you...despite their age...and the crowd's general inebriation...i am convinced they sounded better than ever...

Thanks Bogii for yet another mind blowing experience...on many levels...

After the show it was mayhem...a non-stop barrage of traffic, tackle manufacturers, warehouses, and distributor centers...parts, reels, lures, hooks, line, etc etc etc...in 48 hours i tried in earnst to gather everything i needed...and almost succeeded...Melton's was a HUGE help as usual...going out of their way to make sure i'm 100% taken care of while they're juggling a move, fathers day, and a million and one orders flying out the door...thanks for everything guys!!!!

Mike, Steve, and Bogii's band-mates showed up thursday night for another great BBQ at Bogii's pad...featuring tarragon-miso-ginger-soy thresher shark fillet, marinated fillet mignon, BBQ baked beans, garlic bread, potatoe salad and of course...a lion's share of rum...fairly succulent eats enjoyed to the tune of some great covers and punchy originals a la Bogii and his repetoire...

Mike ended up staying over...offering to drive me to the airport...and we snuck in 6 holes at the Encino municipal golf course before dashing off to LAX once again...

48 hrs and a whole lot of fun to show for it...thanks for the great times boys...

Well unless i decide to go to ICAST in July that will pretty much be the end of these quick tactical strikes until september...but we'll see...one thing i've learned running with these dogs...sooner or later...someone's gonna get the itch to go play in the street...

ALRIGHT!!! Enough is enough already....time to go fishing...time to KICK SOME ASS OUT THERE!!!
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[Proheat]

Good Luck Dude!!!

[Capt Josh]

Gracias amigo...!

Something special is coming...big...big...bigbigbigbigbigbigbiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig...

I can FEEL it....

[WAHOONBOX]

I TOO KNOW THE FEELING YOU HAVE GOING TO A ROCK CONCERT,,.......THE POWER OF THE AMP....THE BANGING OF THE TOM TOMS....RIPPING THE STRINGS RIGHT OFF THE NECK!!! ROCK ON JOSH AND A GREAT STORY ONCE AGAIN

PINK FLOYD..............MMMMMMMMMM

THEY NEVER DID GET MY MOTOR UP TO SPEED BUT NONETHELESS A WORLD CLASS GROUP WITH MUCHO GRANDE TALENT.....40 YEARS NOW? CLOSE TO IT I'D GUESS

SEEMS EVERY TIME I TUNE IN ON OUR LOCAL FM CLASSIC ROCK STATION THEY ARE EITHER PLAYING PINK FLOYD OR THE DOORS..............I GUESS THIS HAS MADE ME GROW WEARY & WORN OUT LISTENING TO THESE GROUPS


LIKE I HAVE SAID BEFORE.....ANOTHER GREAT STORY!!!!!!

[squirtis]

JT????????????BOGII is a flat out rock star huh...kind of the what fo ya need, I got it guy

Sounds like a sweet quicky, any news on the JT Rods??????????

Heading back down to Panama in two weeks to firm some things up....It's coming man,,,,I can feel it


OOOPP's HIJACK

I am waiting for a COW brother....Get it on!!!!!!!

Curtis

[Capt Josh]

Bogii is more like a rock star turned red giant...he's shone brightly...supernova'd...and now seems to be on the mend once again...although there are still the ocassional tremors...but yes...he is like a brother to me and one hell of a wing man when the clock ticks past midnight and the hard lines of civilized reality begin to blur....

Tracy and the boys at Melton's are building the rods as we speak...i'm anxiously awaiting them...i sucessfully negotiated mexican custom's once again with over $10K in Avet reels so half of the equation has safely landed on mexican soil...i did pick up another bunch of lures...mostly Bomboy, Marlin Magic, and Pro Soft because it's hard to walk into that store and not be tempted by something...

I'll be seeing you in Panama soon amigo...just be sure to keep a hard hat on down there till those contractors are finished...i hear those goddamn howler monkies can throw a mean hammer if tempted by one laying around the construction site...THWACK!...don't be afraid to pull the trigger on a few of those bastards to send the message to the rest of the herd...

Animo pues...estamos pendulo...