For Mardi Gras 1997, we had a show set up
at the RC Bridge Lounge. Somehow we got White Flag to fly in and play the show
Mardi Gras day. We got a call from the Supersuckers booking agent
asking if we would book them. They were touring and were supposed to be
shooting a video at the show. The line-up was the Supersuckers, White Flag, Sugartooth,
and another that I can’t remember. The Supersuckers were the biggest rock star
douchebags I have ever met. Total cocks. They were supposed to be filming a
video and they weren’t. They were complete assholes to all of the other bands
on the bill. They only played for 45 minutes. They had a ridiculous rider
and a $750 guarantee plus 15% of the door after that. They were such dicks that
we said fuck that and gave ‘em the $750. Somehow I was in charge of the money,
I guess because I was least fucked up. When the time came I gave Doug Stevenson
their money because he was the drunkest of us all…hahahaha. Their tour manager,
some dude from the Dwarves, I think, didn’t like that and we told them to pack
their shit up and get the fuck out. It turned into a pushing/shoving match in
the middle of Magazine Street. Lynn and Ernie, who had a tattoo shop in
Chalmette and who knew the Supersuckers from Seattle, were the voices of
reason that night and the only reason the Supersuckers didn’t get their rock
star asses beat. They left with the money we gave them and nothing more. Fuck
those dudes. A few days later an entire case of their t-shirts showed up at the
hangover inn and we gave them all away.
Glenn Wilson for many years was part of
Alcoholic Sluts Productions which was a bunch of wastoids that put on
underground punk shows in New Orleans. In addition to putting on shows he was
involved with designing and making flyers for the gigs. When not promoting gigs and designing flyers Glenn could be found at one of the many bars on Decatur Street. Wilson has retired from
making flyers and promoting shows.