DUB NARCOTIC SVS MIRANDA JULY JASON TRAEGER DUMBA WAREHOUSE BROOKLYN 1997
This show was awesome. The DUMBA warehouse was awesome. Located under the Manhattan Bridge in Brooklyn, it was a big sturdy old building full of cool activist-artist types who couldn’t have been nicer. We played and performed in the middle of the warehouse floor with no stage and everyone gathered all around which gave a wonderfully intimate feeling to the spacious setting.
The show brought out tons of people and I remember seeing a bunch of old friends at this one. It’s always great when you’re on a punk/indy tour and you get to a cool, intentional scene like this in a city like New York. It makes all the trials and challenges of the road worth any of the trouble.
After the show we partied and had a good time and went to sleep at the venue. In the morning one member of our entourage, who shall remain nameless, was sleeping as the rest of us got up, ate breakfast, and began packing to leave for the next stop on the tour.
We decided to wake up said person so he’d have time to eat and pack. We called his name…but he was in a deep sleep. So we gave him a nudge…Snore, Snore… Then we upped our efforts to a push and a LOUD VOICE…Nothing. Then we tried prolonged shaking, YELLING, prodding and JABBING and SHOUTING until he could finally be roused all bleary-eyed and very well rested.
He said, “Man…I was really out of it…I took some sleeping pills and drank a bunch of whiskey…I guess I took too many and drank too much!”
Yeah. I’m really glad our next stop was a show in New Jersey and not the Brooklyn morgue!!!
Oh man. I’ll write about that New Jersey experience one of these days. What a crazy scene that was.
(* I wasn’t losing it. Le Tigre played their first ever show at Dumba and I was there. That’s why I was confused. I still got it.)
Flyer from my personal archives.