So King said to Paul Laques (former Bonedaddy's guitarist), last Thursday night, before going on stage: "Shoot, these two shoulda named her King-ette," pointing to me and my husband (the Bonedaddy's former record producer).
And then King proceeded to explain to Paul how twenty years earlier he jumped down off the stage of a warehouse party, with his head covered in a mask, flicked his tongue at me, a twenty-two-year-old, as I was about to leave the "Tape Heads" wrap party at 1 a.m, and said, "Hey, come back inside. There's someone I want you to meet."
His mask, flickering tongue and raspy Southern accent almost scared me off. But I did go back inside. Long story short - he introduced me to his record producer, we've been married nearly twenty years and now have an 18-year-old daughter. Unfortunately, we didn't name her King-ette - but we should've. She wouldn't be here without King.
I met King only months before these videos of him with the Bonedaddys were taped on this late show (see video). So you can imagine why - at one a.m. on a dark, warehouse jammed street of downtown LA - I might be frightened. Also around this time, King and the Bonedaddys were playing and recording with Bo Diddley (See the second video).
Last night, King, Marv Kanarek (another great friend and an ex-Bonedaddy drummer), Mike Tempo (percussion), Paul Laques (on guitar and now with I See Hawks in LA) - and more, to be named when I'm more awake -rejoined the Bonedaddys at the opening night of the Santa Monica Twilight Dance Series. The band paid tribute to Bo Diddley. It was one throbbing, thumping, jamming, funk-fueled, wickedly great evening.
Here's a Slide Show of the evening. To make the photos move faster, click the button on the bottom left corner.