Sometimes, my lack of compassion can be really creative. This was one of those things that came together spontaneously in the studio. Had I asked permission, I’m sure it would’ve been denied. And rightfully so. I didn’t intend for Leo to be a half-assed, Joe Pecsi knock-off. Just worked out that way. Not one complaint. New Orleans was a fun time!

This entire show was faked. New Orleans is notorious for throwing parties for anything. The Mardi Gras parades are considered tradition. So, we decided to throw a parade for April Fools day. Our midday guy John Marty and I chose this little town called Lyons, Louisiana. Which is pretty much a blinking, yellow light. We weren’t even there. We set up in the back parking lot of the station, and sat in director’s chairs for 4 hours. Our production guy Bart Melton did an amazing job with putting together audio. We had no idea what he was using, or how it would go. Bart told us to cue certain events. John, and I adlibbed 100% of this show. We made up everything. Throughout the day, the station switchboard was slammed with people calling, looking for directions.

Radio stations give away “autographed” items all the time. Rest assured they are legitimate. But, I absolutely pissed off the boss with this little quip. He spent a good few minutes ripping me after this break. And yes, we always play with the autographed guitars if they’re left out.

This was (I believe) Blues Traveler bassist Bobby Sheehan’s final interview. Bobby passed 6 months later in New Orleans. This was a side-project band with John Popper and a group of local musicians. You might notice they sound like an Applebees commercial. That’s because the guy singing, does those “good in the neighborhood” songs.

Jimmy Buffet sucks! I will never understand the attraction. The guy actually released this song, and expected people to like it. Are you serious? And by the way…Parrotheads…do the world a favor. Either secure your f*cking Styrofoam shark-fins better on your Volvo. Or, clean the f*ck up after yourselves. There’s nothing more annoying than Jimmy Buffet fans. Except sloppy, inconsiderate Jimmy Buffet fans! You can always tell when Buffet’s in town by the amount of styro-refuse all over the highways.