Here’s another Four Lane Highway flashback.
When me and the boys were playin’ this one, it was always a lot of trouble getting Larry into his makeup. He thought the black-and-silvery face paint clashed with his eyes, so Deven and Doug had to hold him down while John and I applied the cosmetics. John hated that, because the gunk on his fingers was slippery and he always ended up dropping a drumstick later.
Of course, I could be remembering this all wrong. There was a lot of beer some nights.
My brother Mark ran sound boards and lights for us many times, and I’m sure he would have loved getting to play with some of the pyrotechnic gear in this video.