BJB Tour Stories

"ROADKILL: 2007" "BJB's Divorce Party" Tour
NYE Eve had come and gone leaving us in a haze of broken champagne glasses and strangely enough, mysteriously sticky. The broken glasses came by way of the over-zealous partygoers at Dusty's in Whistler and the sticky spots were from Jagermeister, as the Dollz determined after a test lick. The night had featured burlesque by Little Miss Risk and Lil Luvroc and then concluded the BJB set with a Kitten With A Whip smack down between Ruby Roulette, Lil Luvroc and Little Miss Risk. A few days into 2007 when the dust had settled we picked up Cross'd Lover Whiskey Rose. JT had managed to hang on and so we set out with the new line up to do a 16 date tour of the Canadian West. Our first date was in Nelson. The drive brought images of Bambi splay-legged to mind although a little less of the cute and fuzzy and more whining iron and squeeling rubber. In spite of the odds of smashing into something stationary, we made it to the Royal in one piece and started up the night right. It was a special occasion in our world as BJB's second divorce had come though so that called for a party. Actually, people in Nelson are ALWAYS up for a party but this was just as good an excuse as any! Nothing says "fun after marriage" like signing body parts and breaking hearts! sCare-oline also helped John by pointing out that a 'spoonful of Jager helps the divorce to go down" and so it did. Special thanks to the lovely ladies who got gussied up for the occasion and helped enhance the night be being the hottest set décor out there. Fernie from the drummer cam We scooted over to Fernie for two days of their amazing 'Griz Days' festival. Fernie is also a destination to an international set who come to work and play on the mountains and in the snow, many of them hailing from Europe. With that melting pot in mind, we wound up with quite a rambunctious crowd and for some mysterious reason the mode of dress often included a coonskin cap. Now if you want to to rile up a bunch of international party animals, add a little burlesque to their already high octane rock and roll and it's like making a Motov cocktail: highly explosive! The party continued into the night… and the next day… and the second night and the third day which included Whiskey and sCare-oline's ghetto wine-tasting. Nicely done! Classy glasses ladies ... Down to Golden for a night at the rowdy Roadhouse then through the mountains to Jasper, Alberta to yet another mountain town. One thing that these resort towns all have in common is a main road through which lovely buildings sit and have these looming mountains serve as a backdrop. They are perfect little hidden nuggets that remind us of what larger resort towns (that have Versace and Prada skiwear stores) should have been. No one was maimed in Jasper (except for maybe the stock of booze behind the bar and one pizza after the show). A and John has still managed to escape the clutches of tehlaw in that town. All of Jasper's favourite personalities were out, Brad, Sid, Miss Billy and Stella to name a few. One poor fellow might have gotten a concussion when he came a little too close to Whiskey and her 'assets' clocked him in the head. Them Voodoo Dollz don't know their own dimensions sometimes! Over to Calgary to do a little bump and grind at the HiFi with local burlesque favourites The Kabuki Guns, as well as the wicked sounds of the Rambling Ambassadors. There was liquor, hula hooping, tassels flying and all sorts of hoop-la until Felix (brother of our old drummer Ricardo) tried to drink our bottle of Jagermeister onstage. Thank goodness one of the boys from the Ambassadors braved Hurricane Felix and jumped up and rescued our bottle before every drop was swallowed! Sneaky little punk, but we still love him and all his delinquent ways…. John deals with the paparazzi (photo Tanya Plonka) Up to Canmore for a date with rockabilly band the Rowdymen (who did a pretty fair job of living up to their names) and to then to Invermere and back down into Alberta to play our last show in Red Deer at the Arlington as our good friend Earl was moving on to take care of his latest project, the York Hotel in Grand Prairie. We gave him a helluva send off from the BJB crew and shook up the ghosts that haunt the "A" one last time before moving on Edmonton. That city is always good for a throw down of fun and that night was no exception with the after party, once again getting way the eff out of control. I don't want to give too much away so I can protect the identities of the not-so-innocent, but let's just start with the boys sporting pasties while the gals threw a bathroom rave. Once again the hotel management was smart enough to stick us at the far end of the hotel so we wouldn't bother any of the other guests … Back to Lethbridge (home of tasty Prairie Champagne, Pilsner) to do another show at our favourite opium den-turned-tavern the Tongue and Groove. We met up with some new friends there and did our best to cause a ruckus, and since everyone seemed more than happy to play up with us, it was all fun and games (though no one lost an eye). Over to Regina where we heated up The Gaslight ... then to Saskatoon for a night at Amigo's … as a precursor to the show, John took it into his head to fix a continuing problem with the Palace's satellite radio so ew were free to have Palace dance parties once again. Hurrah for technology! Whiskey Rose uses her healing powers (photo Tanya Plonka) Between the Sirius and Saskatoon, we had noticed the temperature once again begin to drop. Perhaps it was to do with Hell freezing over, but it was more likely having to do approaching sCare-oline's hometown of Lloydminster. We were playing at Amigo's: large stage, great steaks (mmm… Jack Daniel's-flavoured steak anyone?) but once again a strange anomaly had set in. The girls of this town like to fight. A lot. Being that the bar tries to keep things civilized, the staff turf these girls out at the first signs of trouble. A fist fight in 40 below weather? No problem, just a regular Saturday night for these ladies… too bad they didn't volunteer their tundra-toughened bodies to help us load out after the show! JT gets between the flying fists So we packed up the Palace, bid farewell to Scare-oline's mum and dad (we see where she gets her party vibe from) and headed to Banff for our last show. We pushed on back up into the mountains to play with German cowboys, Boss Hoss. They had done a small tour of Canada and though we had meant to play more shows with them, the fates weren't with us and we wound up only playing the one show. Well, we made sure to make it count! They had brought along their own film crew who caught the girls wiggling along to their songs (damn if we just can't keep those damn Dollz covered up around the boys!) They put on a great show and stuck around for ours, letting the Dollz drag both Boss and Hoss up onstage for Take Your Medicine and the Jagercisim. Afterwards we absconded with the now sticky Boss for a small party before we had to hit the respective hays. Not a bad way to end the tour… we'll make sure that we catch up to you in Germany sometime!!

"ROADKILL: 2007"
"BJB's Divorce Party" Tour

NYE Eve had come and gone leaving us in a haze of broken champagne glasses and strangely enough, mysteriously sticky. The broken glasses came by way of the over-zealous partygoers at Dusty's in Whistler and the sticky spots were from Jagermeister, as the Dollz determined after a test lick. The night had featured burlesque by Little Miss Risk and Lil Luvroc and then concluded the BJB set with a Kitten With A Whip smack down between Ruby Roulette, Lil Luvroc and Little Miss Risk. A few days into 2007 when the dust had settled we picked up Cross'd Lover Whiskey Rose. JT had managed to hang on and so we set out with the new line up to do a 16 date tour of the Canadian West.

Our first date was in Nelson. The drive brought images of Bambi splay-legged to mind although a little less of the cute and fuzzy and more whining iron and squeeling rubber. In spite of the odds of smashing into something stationary, we made it to the Royal in one piece and started up the night right. It was a special occasion in our world as BJB's second divorce had come though so that called for a party. Actually, people in Nelson are ALWAYS up for a party but this was just as good an excuse as any! Nothing says "fun after marriage" like signing body parts and breaking hearts! sCare-oline also helped John by pointing out that a 'spoonful of Jager helps the divorce to go down" and so it did. Special thanks to the lovely ladies who got gussied up for the occasion and helped enhance the night be being the hottest set décor out there.

Fernie from the drummer cam

We scooted over to Fernie for two days of their amazing 'Griz Days' festival. Fernie is also a destination to an international set who come to work and play on the mountains and in the snow, many of them hailing from Europe. With that melting pot in mind, we wound up with quite a rambunctious crowd and for some mysterious reason the mode of dress often included a coonskin cap. Now if you want to to rile up a bunch of international party animals, add a little burlesque to their already high octane rock and roll and it's like making a Motov cocktail: highly explosive! The party continued into the night… and the next day… and the second night and the third day which included Whiskey and sCare-oline's ghetto wine-tasting. Nicely done!

Classy glasses ladies ...

Down to Golden for a night at the rowdy Roadhouse then through the mountains to Jasper, Alberta to yet another mountain town. One thing that these resort towns all have in common is a main road through which lovely buildings sit and have these looming mountains serve as a backdrop. They are perfect little hidden nuggets that remind us of what larger resort towns (that have Versace and Prada skiwear stores) should have been.

No one was maimed in Jasper (except for maybe the stock of booze behind the bar and one pizza after the show). A and John has still managed to escape the clutches of tehlaw in that town. All of Jasper's favourite personalities were out, Brad, Sid, Miss Billy and Stella to name a few. One poor fellow might have gotten a concussion when he came a little too close to Whiskey and her 'assets' clocked him in the head. Them Voodoo Dollz don't know their own dimensions sometimes!

Over to Calgary to do a little bump and grind at the HiFi with local burlesque favourites The Kabuki Guns, as well as the wicked sounds of the Rambling Ambassadors. There was liquor, hula hooping, tassels flying and all sorts of hoop-la until Felix (brother of our old drummer Ricardo) tried to drink our bottle of Jagermeister onstage. Thank goodness one of the boys from the Ambassadors braved Hurricane Felix and jumped up and rescued our bottle before every drop was swallowed! Sneaky little punk, but we still love him and all his delinquent ways….

John deals with the paparazzi (photo Tanya Plonka)

Up to Canmore for a date with rockabilly band the Rowdymen (who did a pretty fair job of living up to their names) and to then to Invermere and back down into Alberta to play our last show in Red Deer at the Arlington as our good friend Earl was moving on to take care of his latest project, the York Hotel in Grand Prairie. We gave him a helluva send off from the BJB crew and shook up the ghosts that haunt the "A" one last time before moving on Edmonton. That city is always good for a throw down of fun and that night was no exception with the after party, once again getting way the eff out of control. I don't want to give too much away so I can protect the identities of the not-so-innocent, but let's just start with the boys sporting pasties while the gals threw a bathroom rave. Once again the hotel management was smart enough to stick us at the far end of the hotel so we wouldn't bother any of the other guests …

Back to Lethbridge (home of tasty Prairie Champagne, Pilsner) to do another show at our favourite opium den-turned-tavern the Tongue and Groove. We met up with some new friends there and did our best to cause a ruckus, and since everyone seemed more than happy to play up with us, it was all fun and games (though no one lost an eye). Over to Regina where we heated up The Gaslight ... then to Saskatoon for a night at Amigo's … as a precursor to the show, John took it into his head to fix a continuing problem with the Palace's satellite radio so ew were free to have Palace dance parties once again. Hurrah for technology!

Whiskey Rose uses her healing powers (photo Tanya Plonka)

Between the Sirius and Saskatoon, we had noticed the temperature once again begin to drop. Perhaps it was to do with Hell freezing over, but it was more likely having to do approaching sCare-oline's hometown of Lloydminster. We were playing at Amigo's: large stage, great steaks (mmm… Jack Daniel's-flavoured steak anyone?) but once again a strange anomaly had set in. The girls of this town like to fight. A lot. Being that the bar tries to keep things civilized, the staff turf these girls out at the first signs of trouble. A fist fight in 40 below weather? No problem, just a regular Saturday night for these ladies… too bad they didn't volunteer their tundra-toughened bodies to help us load out after the show!

JT gets between the flying fists

So we packed up the Palace, bid farewell to Scare-oline's mum and dad (we see where she gets her party vibe from) and headed to Banff for our last show. We pushed on back up into the mountains to play with German cowboys, Boss Hoss. They had done a small tour of Canada and though we had meant to play more shows with them, the fates weren't with us and we wound up only playing the one show. Well, we made sure to make it count! They had brought along their own film crew who caught the girls wiggling along to their songs (damn if we just can't keep those damn Dollz covered up around the boys!) They put on a great show and stuck around for ours, letting the Dollz drag both Boss and Hoss up onstage for Take Your Medicine and the Jagercisim. Afterwards we absconded with the now sticky Boss for a small party before we had to hit the respective hays. Not a bad way to end the tour… we'll make sure that we catch up to you in Germany sometime!!