Khalifornia
We finally rolled into Khalifornia yesterday, and played Lake Tahoe and the Mission District within 24 hours of each other. Lake Tahoe was scenic, but there was a strange festering negativity I felt everywhere. Overgrown surf jokes (I mean jocks) were everywhere, at the show some weirdo kept trying to hold me down and kiss me. And kept asking if we needed a keyboard player.
Khalifornia though… it’s been 15 years. I forgot how cold San Francisco gets when it’s overcast. I was shivering, but good friends came out and tons of people who I’d only corresponded before on the net. I was a weird kid, I did a lot of email with people I had never met.
I got a bunch of CDs from one such friend, Josh, who used to be wicked Deathrock, and went by DJ Rick A Mortis. Now he’s going be DJ Fact50, and spins post punk. We had this connection with the Sonic the Hedgehog soundtrack. I sent him an mp3 I found of the Starlight Zone soundtrack. He said he wept when he first heard it again, nostalgia can really move people. Yesterday at our Mission Hill gig at the Sub Mission he made me a CD of Sonic the Hedgehog mixes he made, with orchestration. It was cool.
Tonight we’re playing Oakland, at the Stork’s Club with the Bernstein Mujahideen Affair and Micropixie. I think it’s going to be an awesome time. I hope some of y’all can make it out.
Is Khalifornia really a band, like in the taqwacores film?
No. And in the film, there was no band called Khalifornia.