1996 The Pain Factory TV Cable show
San Francisco, California
June 30, 1996
From Frank, Wednesday, June 26, 1996:
That’s right, this Sunday you in San Fran can turn on THE PAIN FACTORY at 8:00 PM on CITY VISIONS CHANNEL 53 and see a 90-minute live happening that they are calling LIVE MANIFESTATIONS OF VISUAL EXORCISMS featuring GLASS CRASH, SCOTT ARFORD, and something they are calling THE FRANK MOORE EXPERIENCE.
Frank's write-up, Wednesday, July 03, 1996:
Now for the t.v. show…THE PAIN FACTORY is Michael Contreras’ baby. I can’t say enough about Michael…he is one of those hard-working visionaries who put everything into making the 90-minute over-the-edge show. And he had a great crew….except one asshole, the sound guy, who screwed us all…or tried to…but failed because everybody just jammed together! Sound [and lighting] people can be either sweethearts or assholes. The assholes usually have a thing about crips singing [I rarely run into crip discrimination in real life…except sound assholes!]
The 13 of us showed up 2 hours [or more] before the show to set up, make-up, prepare…and to do a sound check. After the band had set up, the guy told me we would do the check during the 20 minute video before our live set. I took him at his word…not knowing he was a lying asshole. So when the tape was on, we got in position…
Now we had a great mix of people in a wide-range…from beginning musicians to professional music artists…from a 21 year old to a 59 year old. There was:
my son Ki-Lin Reese on lead guitar;
Kenneth Atchley on noise guitar;
Barb Golden and Corey Nicholl on keyboards;
Dave Mihaly and Debi Bevilacqua on drums;
me doing vocals;
Beatriz Ferrer as a sexy photographer;
Linda Mac as the evil woman dressed only in black net;
Peter McCarron and Alexi Malenky as the nude monsters.
So there we are on stage, waiting for our sound check…asshole chatting in the corner, while LaBash is waiting to balance the sound with him…the floor manager starts counting down…I figured there will be no sound check…we are on the air but we can’t hear our tape. We start jamming. My mic ain’t on…LaBash ran into the control room and Michael C. grabbed the controls. Midway through the set, my mic came alive.
Meanwhile the band was jamming up a storm. Linda had her monsters attack Debi, drag her off the stage, rip her open, and eat her insides. I would have liked to see more of her body, but the monsters couldn’t rip off her dress because they were fighting back from puking from the ragu and pig guts [just puke, but get the dress ripped off!] Then…as Debi, Linda, and the monsters danced together in the gore…Michael C. kept extending the jam until the end of the show…the band was that good!
And everybody knew who the asshole was! But in the end, art won out!
Btw, on his next show, Michael C. is running my tape of a nude human hot fudge sundae!
Video courtesy of The Pain Factory and Channel 53 CityVisions.
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