Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Living Legend
Hey,
It's cooled off in Texas at least enough that I can wear jeans during the day providing that I don't attempt anything strenuous - like walking to the store or shaking hands. It feels like we've been partying for days with a magical moment over the weekend - preceeded like they so often are with me saying - no we're not having a party tonight - I'm just going to have a couple beers - but you're welcome to come over... So the house is packed and Ken finds the fireworks. Now my favorite part about this is that it's the boss's idea to light off the fireworks inside - and the manager Bryce is trying to be the voice of reason - to little avail. So there he is outside in the middle of the street surrounded by dozens of people with beers in their hands lighting off a roman candle horizontally. The first few balls just kind of flop out so he turns into the crowd much the way you would spill your drink in your lap while looking at your watch, and out rockets a blast of colored flame into the crowd followed by another as he turns back into the street and begins milking the roman candle for more - much the way you would if you were alone in a hotel room and someone else was picking up the tab.
It's Cadillac Tuesday and I'm headed out to the country to work on my buddy's old Caddy and listen to rockabilly. But there it is again - it just keeps popping into my mind - and it all started yesterday with my first phone call of the morning. Indian Larry died. As the calls kept coming in throughout the day - I got more and more pieces of the story. He was performing one of his legendary stunts at a bike show and the last sound he heard was 8,000 people cheering him on before it all went black. I think that's the way he would have wanted it. But I guess it always shakes you when you find out one of your friends isn't going to be there when you come home. Right before I left town - Larry and I filmed a TV show together for the Great Biker Buildoff - he was shooting the finale when it all happened. Last year at the Coney Biker-Slut party I entered Trixie and she won - Best Bike - Ugliest. I've got the plaque hanging up at home and a picture of Larry handing it to me. I work some of the tattoo conventions with my Lucky Devil show as did Larry - so I would get to run into him on the road too. I'm working one this weekend in Wilkes Barre, PA - but Larry's not going to be there. Well here's to you, Larry if it wasn't dangerous - it wouldn't be fun and what kind of world would that be?
It's cooled off in Texas at least enough that I can wear jeans during the day providing that I don't attempt anything strenuous - like walking to the store or shaking hands. It feels like we've been partying for days with a magical moment over the weekend - preceeded like they so often are with me saying - no we're not having a party tonight - I'm just going to have a couple beers - but you're welcome to come over... So the house is packed and Ken finds the fireworks. Now my favorite part about this is that it's the boss's idea to light off the fireworks inside - and the manager Bryce is trying to be the voice of reason - to little avail. So there he is outside in the middle of the street surrounded by dozens of people with beers in their hands lighting off a roman candle horizontally. The first few balls just kind of flop out so he turns into the crowd much the way you would spill your drink in your lap while looking at your watch, and out rockets a blast of colored flame into the crowd followed by another as he turns back into the street and begins milking the roman candle for more - much the way you would if you were alone in a hotel room and someone else was picking up the tab.
It's Cadillac Tuesday and I'm headed out to the country to work on my buddy's old Caddy and listen to rockabilly. But there it is again - it just keeps popping into my mind - and it all started yesterday with my first phone call of the morning. Indian Larry died. As the calls kept coming in throughout the day - I got more and more pieces of the story. He was performing one of his legendary stunts at a bike show and the last sound he heard was 8,000 people cheering him on before it all went black. I think that's the way he would have wanted it. But I guess it always shakes you when you find out one of your friends isn't going to be there when you come home. Right before I left town - Larry and I filmed a TV show together for the Great Biker Buildoff - he was shooting the finale when it all happened. Last year at the Coney Biker-Slut party I entered Trixie and she won - Best Bike - Ugliest. I've got the plaque hanging up at home and a picture of Larry handing it to me. I work some of the tattoo conventions with my Lucky Devil show as did Larry - so I would get to run into him on the road too. I'm working one this weekend in Wilkes Barre, PA - but Larry's not going to be there. Well here's to you, Larry if it wasn't dangerous - it wouldn't be fun and what kind of world would that be?
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Rock out with my Shock out
Hey,
It's a beautiful sunny day here in downtown Dallas - how I know - because I saw it happen. At 5:30 am (well a little later because I slept through my alarm for 10 minutes or so) I woke up to the Scurvey Pirates singing in my ear and it was time to wake up the wonders and human curiosities at our Bros. Grim love loft and prepare to take over the world. We got into costume and drove over to the tent where we met up with The Lizardman and Dr. Grift to head over to the ClearChannel mega-station building to chum it up with the morning drive time radio guys on the classic rock station KZPS. They were awesome and plugged our show like crazy - and we all had fun playing and joking around in the studio. William Darke's driving the powerdrill up his nose and playing with his crystal balls, Danyella De Mot is eating a gigantic light bulb, Chuy the wolf man is smiling quietly in the corner, Dr. Grift is sticking hooks in his eyes, I'm getting the weather girl to pull the sword out of my throat, and Lizardman is sticking everything in sight up his nose from condoms to sharpies to people's glasses.
We all had fun and came back to the loft for a nice mid morning nap. I've just finished up a nice mid-afternoon breakfast - and I'm off to get in a nice roof-top swim before the party back at the loft tonight. I feel like I should bring home some girls if we're going to have a party - but that's certainly not going to happen at my gym. (See previous post)
Oh my goodness the party we had over the weekend will be hard to top. Just one of those spur of the moment everybody came over to our place with loads of booze. The Lizard is choking girls and holding their mouths shut - Scott (Dr. Grift) is demonstrating how to properly do a body shot - and then comes the chair racing. We've got a ramp from the kitchen to the main floor of the store front - and we've got rolling chairs around the big dinner table - so we race. My chair is Selena Slicktrack and just as I'm about to go for the checkered flag - Ken (the boss) blindfolds me with a pirate rag - Lizard pushes me for a good start and I bounce off a metal fence and a wooden column before grinding to a halt. Well I don't realize it at the time - but apparently I've gashed a giant hole in my knee. On eerie "ooooh" resounds around the room along with a "That's gonna hurt tomorrow." No problem - I'll go wash it off. While I'm washing the blood down the drain - our ID girl from the beer garden comes in and starts throwing up. And since this is obviously where the party is - in come Scott and Suzie - our big top bartender. Just as the blood and vomit party is winding down - here it comes - "Fire in the Hole!" we look down and sure enough there it is one gigantasourous firecracker rolling under the door - we look down all thinking - well that's kind of funny - then BOOM - big firecracker - little bathroom - and that was just the beginning of the party. I saw the sunrise that day too - but under slightly different conditions. God Bless Texas.
The new Bros. Grim website went up today - www.brothersgrimsideshow.com - the old one www.brosgrimsideshow.com - has been pirated and fallen into evil hands - so beware!
As always I'd love to hear from you - so email your favorite stories to me at tyler@tylerfyre.com
Or send big checks and small panties to:
Tyler Fyre
Brown Gravy Entertainment
3100 Main St. Suite #349
Dallas, TX 75226
Have Fun,
Tyler
It's a beautiful sunny day here in downtown Dallas - how I know - because I saw it happen. At 5:30 am (well a little later because I slept through my alarm for 10 minutes or so) I woke up to the Scurvey Pirates singing in my ear and it was time to wake up the wonders and human curiosities at our Bros. Grim love loft and prepare to take over the world. We got into costume and drove over to the tent where we met up with The Lizardman and Dr. Grift to head over to the ClearChannel mega-station building to chum it up with the morning drive time radio guys on the classic rock station KZPS. They were awesome and plugged our show like crazy - and we all had fun playing and joking around in the studio. William Darke's driving the powerdrill up his nose and playing with his crystal balls, Danyella De Mot is eating a gigantic light bulb, Chuy the wolf man is smiling quietly in the corner, Dr. Grift is sticking hooks in his eyes, I'm getting the weather girl to pull the sword out of my throat, and Lizardman is sticking everything in sight up his nose from condoms to sharpies to people's glasses.
We all had fun and came back to the loft for a nice mid morning nap. I've just finished up a nice mid-afternoon breakfast - and I'm off to get in a nice roof-top swim before the party back at the loft tonight. I feel like I should bring home some girls if we're going to have a party - but that's certainly not going to happen at my gym. (See previous post)
Oh my goodness the party we had over the weekend will be hard to top. Just one of those spur of the moment everybody came over to our place with loads of booze. The Lizard is choking girls and holding their mouths shut - Scott (Dr. Grift) is demonstrating how to properly do a body shot - and then comes the chair racing. We've got a ramp from the kitchen to the main floor of the store front - and we've got rolling chairs around the big dinner table - so we race. My chair is Selena Slicktrack and just as I'm about to go for the checkered flag - Ken (the boss) blindfolds me with a pirate rag - Lizard pushes me for a good start and I bounce off a metal fence and a wooden column before grinding to a halt. Well I don't realize it at the time - but apparently I've gashed a giant hole in my knee. On eerie "ooooh" resounds around the room along with a "That's gonna hurt tomorrow." No problem - I'll go wash it off. While I'm washing the blood down the drain - our ID girl from the beer garden comes in and starts throwing up. And since this is obviously where the party is - in come Scott and Suzie - our big top bartender. Just as the blood and vomit party is winding down - here it comes - "Fire in the Hole!" we look down and sure enough there it is one gigantasourous firecracker rolling under the door - we look down all thinking - well that's kind of funny - then BOOM - big firecracker - little bathroom - and that was just the beginning of the party. I saw the sunrise that day too - but under slightly different conditions. God Bless Texas.
The new Bros. Grim website went up today - www.brothersgrimsideshow.com - the old one www.brosgrimsideshow.com - has been pirated and fallen into evil hands - so beware!
As always I'd love to hear from you - so email your favorite stories to me at tyler@tylerfyre.com
Or send big checks and small panties to:
Tyler Fyre
Brown Gravy Entertainment
3100 Main St. Suite #349
Dallas, TX 75226
Have Fun,
Tyler
Thursday, August 19, 2004
Wet & Wild Wonderland
Hey,
I woke up early this morning having had the strangest dream - that it was raining? But I know it doesn't rain in Texas - not in the summer. But sure enough - I looked out the window and there it was - rain.
In our search for the modern midway - we're parked in the middle of the strip where all the bars and clubs are - now I know that when it waters from the sky - that means I get to go to the bar - I don't know how the weather will affect our street traffic tonight.
I do know that my quality of life is improving - I wired in the stove a couple days ago and yesterday bought groceries! Yes - I've eaten out each and every meal since I got here - with 7-11 being a main staple in my diet. Last night I did laundry at Bar of Soap - where I can do laundry and play pinball or air hockey while drinking beer! Today I bought sheets for my air mattress and went to the gym. Now I discovered this gym a week ago and was instantly amazed at how nice it was - clean and nice - everyone is in great shape and is really friendly - there's a great steam room, big jacuzzi, and here's the clincher - a rooftop outdoor pool! Oh yeah, I've been there as much as possible - but little clues have been making me wonder. First I notice that while everyone is in great shape and friendly - there aren't any pretty girls - actually - almost no girls at all. I see lots of Speedo's out on the pool deck, and I saw big macho men holding hands in the weight room - but today was the big one. In the shower room I heard some strange sounds coming from another stall and at a glance thought I saw two pairs of feet under the curtain - but no - the other pair of feet was actually two giant dildoes - common shower fare - soap, shampoo, face wash, giant dildoes. Yes, I've been going to the gay bath house gym. But the rooftop pool is way too good to give up.
Life at the loft is great - and it looks like we're going to be shooting the pilot for a reality show during this run. Real World Sideshow. I think it sounds like a blast and I've been saying it for years - so it's great to see it happening - but egads - what will happen when the world sees what we're really like?
Well if you want to delve into a little bit of Reality TV with Tyler - then check out Help Wanted - Battle Under the Big Top on Thursday August 26th, 20 04 at 9pm ET/PT on The Learning Channel. Five of us are competing for a job in the Big Apple Circus - and you know they always make someone on the show out to be an asshole - and if you look around and no one else is... well it's you. So it'll be interesting to see how they cut it together - but it was a lot of fun to play circus for a couple days.
Nhow it's back to playing sideshow - I'm off to push water out of the corners of the big top - ahh yes the glamour - but I wouldn't have it any other way.
Now that you know what I'm up to - I'd love to hear from you - so you can email me at tyler@tylerfyre.com or send big checks and little panties to
Tyler Fyre
Brown Gravy Entertainment
3100 Main St. Suite # 349
Dallas, TX 75226
Have Fun,
Tyler
I woke up early this morning having had the strangest dream - that it was raining? But I know it doesn't rain in Texas - not in the summer. But sure enough - I looked out the window and there it was - rain.
In our search for the modern midway - we're parked in the middle of the strip where all the bars and clubs are - now I know that when it waters from the sky - that means I get to go to the bar - I don't know how the weather will affect our street traffic tonight.
I do know that my quality of life is improving - I wired in the stove a couple days ago and yesterday bought groceries! Yes - I've eaten out each and every meal since I got here - with 7-11 being a main staple in my diet. Last night I did laundry at Bar of Soap - where I can do laundry and play pinball or air hockey while drinking beer! Today I bought sheets for my air mattress and went to the gym. Now I discovered this gym a week ago and was instantly amazed at how nice it was - clean and nice - everyone is in great shape and is really friendly - there's a great steam room, big jacuzzi, and here's the clincher - a rooftop outdoor pool! Oh yeah, I've been there as much as possible - but little clues have been making me wonder. First I notice that while everyone is in great shape and friendly - there aren't any pretty girls - actually - almost no girls at all. I see lots of Speedo's out on the pool deck, and I saw big macho men holding hands in the weight room - but today was the big one. In the shower room I heard some strange sounds coming from another stall and at a glance thought I saw two pairs of feet under the curtain - but no - the other pair of feet was actually two giant dildoes - common shower fare - soap, shampoo, face wash, giant dildoes. Yes, I've been going to the gay bath house gym. But the rooftop pool is way too good to give up.
Life at the loft is great - and it looks like we're going to be shooting the pilot for a reality show during this run. Real World Sideshow. I think it sounds like a blast and I've been saying it for years - so it's great to see it happening - but egads - what will happen when the world sees what we're really like?
Well if you want to delve into a little bit of Reality TV with Tyler - then check out Help Wanted - Battle Under the Big Top on Thursday August 26th, 20 04 at 9pm ET/PT on The Learning Channel. Five of us are competing for a job in the Big Apple Circus - and you know they always make someone on the show out to be an asshole - and if you look around and no one else is... well it's you. So it'll be interesting to see how they cut it together - but it was a lot of fun to play circus for a couple days.
Nhow it's back to playing sideshow - I'm off to push water out of the corners of the big top - ahh yes the glamour - but I wouldn't have it any other way.
Now that you know what I'm up to - I'd love to hear from you - so you can email me at tyler@tylerfyre.com or send big checks and little panties to
Tyler Fyre
Brown Gravy Entertainment
3100 Main St. Suite # 349
Dallas, TX 75226
Have Fun,
Tyler
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
Seven Days in Texas
Wow,
It's been a week since I got here - and it feels like such a blur - mostly because so few of the days were punctuated by sleep in between.
Last Wednesday I woke up early in the back of my van and drove the remaining few hundred miles to Dallas where I met up with the rest of the cast in the storefront that is to be our new home. It was great to see the gang again and check out our new digs - a huge space - separated by old circus curtains into rooms. The shock came when I learned that the tent was not up yet and it was so hot that they had been working overnight. So just after getting in it was off for a quick bite then I was pulling my sledgehammer out of the van and pounding tent stakes into the concrete parking lot so we could raise the big top by hand.
We worked until 4am that night and until sun up the next night. There is so much work and so few of us to do it - not to mention that we are circus performers - not crew - so it took a bit longer. We missed opening night - but by Saturday we were all excited and I did my first bally to a nice sized tip that I was thrilled to see turn into the big top. Opening weekend went well and it can only get better. I've got sporadic access to email here buy I'd love to hear from you.
You Rock,
Tyler
It's been a week since I got here - and it feels like such a blur - mostly because so few of the days were punctuated by sleep in between.
Last Wednesday I woke up early in the back of my van and drove the remaining few hundred miles to Dallas where I met up with the rest of the cast in the storefront that is to be our new home. It was great to see the gang again and check out our new digs - a huge space - separated by old circus curtains into rooms. The shock came when I learned that the tent was not up yet and it was so hot that they had been working overnight. So just after getting in it was off for a quick bite then I was pulling my sledgehammer out of the van and pounding tent stakes into the concrete parking lot so we could raise the big top by hand.
We worked until 4am that night and until sun up the next night. There is so much work and so few of us to do it - not to mention that we are circus performers - not crew - so it took a bit longer. We missed opening night - but by Saturday we were all excited and I did my first bally to a nice sized tip that I was thrilled to see turn into the big top. Opening weekend went well and it can only get better. I've got sporadic access to email here buy I'd love to hear from you.
You Rock,
Tyler
