in a Las Vegas strip band playing Paul Revere and the Raiders shit

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FRED COLE: we were living at the club for like two months till we got a place of our own. i was the only guy in Oregon since 1954 who had malnutrition. i was passing out on stage constantly! after 45 mins. i would always blackout. then everyone would be standing around me going WHOA! WHOA! KILLER SHOW! Whitey our manager said ARE YOU REALLY PASSING OUT OR IS THIS PART OF THE SHOW? i would just go to sleep so he took me down to the doctor. at the free clinic, the doctor ran all these bloodtests and came back and said HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN SINCE YOU'VE EATEN AND WHAT ARE YOU EATING? i said WELL I EAT DAY OLD DONUTS EVERYDAY! he said MAN YOU HAVE GOT MALNUTRITION! I MEAN BIG TIME! WE HAVEN'T HAD A CASE IN OREGON SINCE 1954!!!!!! he gives me this big fuckin bottle vitamin B12 and telling me to eat more meat. we'd been on the road for like two months ... this was with the Weeds and all we were doing was stopping on the side of the road and eating whatever was out there. there was nothing but onion fields there. we would go buy a big loaf of bread and make onion sandwiches and pretend they were hamburgers. we smelled so bad! we'd get to a gig and open up the back of the truck and people would be like FUCK! OH GOD!

''You fuckers will never play here again!"

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They were some wild, drinkin', crazy people, with a really dark sense of humor, and who loved to pick fights that they could not win. The show in Amsterdam was both of us opening for the Chesterfield Kings. So the Teasers just insulted the Chesterfield Kings the entire set, right at the front of the stage. 'Fuck you, You idiots!' They'd even made these quick homemade signs with 'You Suck!' 'Fuck You!' Now the Kings were not wimpy guys, a couple of them were real bruisers, and they were really mad. 'As soon as this set's over we're gonna kick all of yer asses!' And the Teasers are just laughin' and laughin'... So the set's over, the Kings rush out to the parking lot to get to the Teasers, who are now totally shit-faced and still talking shit - these little tiny Scottish guys. And one of the Kings grabs the Teasers guitarist and starts threatening him bad, about to really tear into him. And the Teasers guitarist goes, 'Oh, yer a big man, picking on the wee li-ill faggot like me. Ho, you're a big man!' He's out of his mind drunk, but using this amazing psychology on the guy. So after five minutes of this, the Kings guy pushed him away and says, 'All right, I'm not even gonna fuck with you, you faggot!' And it defuses the whole situation. It was amazing to behold.