There are moments of my life that I don't remember. There are many I can't forget. Franziscaner Hefe-Weizen I'm sitting in a bar waiting for bandmates I didn't eat today & I'm having a nice big bottle of beer I order another and the barkeep pours it and spins the bottle for the yeast and hands me the glass topped off I sit down and see familiar faces through the window Waving them over I notice the empty bar is filling up I must have been staring out the window All of a sudden the place is hopping and people know who we are We order another round and someone walks up with a bud There is nothing at the table to roll it with so I step out to the corner across the street where earlier a young man had asked me for money for a cause I told him I'd visit their website Now there are just cops busting another young man while his friends stand watching I thought this was a convenient store but realize it's a doughnut shop I look up and down the street and see nothing but a novelty shop... with a cigar store in the back part I ask the guy if they sell blunts and he's not following my conversation I end up picking a cigarello thinking it would fit the bill Back at the bar I'm pouring beer on the table and soaking the thing trying to get its hard shell soft enough to split The bud guy walks up to us and asks us if we'd like a Xanax At this point, why not & I chew it up like a childrens vitamin I finally get a stupid blunt rolled up and shove it into my pocket swallow my last beer & it's time to walk to the show We were there to promote as well so by the time we get to the line of people I'm ready to sell The first part of the line has already been hit I see cards scattered on the sidewalk There are several interested parties offering support I get to the middle and no one has heard the news I'm laughing and talking and meeting new people I run into the bud guy near the end of the line and he wants to get me high I take a pinch hit and continue walking the line Soon I am at the end and am not sure about getting through security but I walk through like I own the place and my boys are at the bar grabbing beers I am handed one as I walk into the theater The music begins and there is a girl behind me on the stairs and one over my shoulder at the rail I motion them to get closer so they can see by me I'm there for a while and my friend walks up to me with another beer I nod and zone out Suddenly I'm seeing true double and there are two shows going on up on stage I don't remember doing so but I stumbled back to the seating and collapsed on the bench I'm sweating like a temperature Security walks up to me and says someone told him I was looking bad "I'll be fine. Just give me a minute." Soon my friends have gathered around me and are checking my condition I ask them to help me off with my jacket The sweat is pouring out of me I undo my shirt Meanwhile all the time my eyes are closed I'm listening to the show in a narcotic haze Almost psychedelic the way the noise is physical in my head and I'm seeing colors One of the girls asks if I need anything and I motion for a water I reach down by my feet and find an empty beer cup and throw up my last warm beers I set the cups back on the floor and have a drink of water The show is over and the lights are coming up I tell them to throw me in a cab but one of the guys tells me he'll take me home I try to resist but they insist and we're rolling down Clark Street A million drunks are at the bars and on the streets I'm heaving but promise I won't puke in their car We're in front of my building and I stumble out of the car Through the locks and up the stairs, I go inside and kiss her goodnight & lay on the office floor for a while I wake up with crumbs of bud and tobacco in my jacket pocket