Eli the producer-musician-prankster,
whose photo is below on the left, had the entire situation under control.
He is the epitome of the phrase never let em' see you sweat. By
10pm, the energy level at the Roseland Theater was approaching Prankster-speed.
The management and the security staff of the Roseland Theater had become
confused as to who was actually in charge of the situtation, us or them!
The young Portlanders whose responsibility it was to
allow only guests with the proper credentials downstairs to the hospitality
room, were glazing over at the site of all these people showing up with
laminates and costumes and schmoozes and raps so heavy, they didn't have
a choice except to say, "go on down.
The music from downstairs and upstairs
was creating a vibration adding to the nonplussing of the security whose
red shirts distinguished us from them. They were easy to circumvent. On
several occasions, all I had to do was hold my right hand high in air,
as they looked at it, in my left hand I snuck a forbidden glass of that
good Portland Ale upstairs to the dance floor. 
It
was like taking candy from a baby or stealing likker from a drunk. I mean
no disrespect because the Roseland Theater is a very cool joint. The situation
always dictates itself. Never trust a prankster!
By 11pm, Kesey, Ken Babbs, George
Walker and Phil Dietz, the harmonious Prankster, joined the band Lost Creek
onstage accompanied by Zane Kesey in the Thunder Machine. They're not the
Sons of the Pioneers, rather they are the Sons of the Pranksters. 
Lost Creek is a band comprised of two
Babbs', Eli and Simon, and the inimitable John Swan, Prankster in-law and
of course now an out-law! These guys were all weaned on music from the
presence of uncles Jerry and Jorma. They were influenced from the company
of Ginsberg, Hunter Thompson, William Burroughs, Wavy Gravy and Neal. Lost
Creek with the Thunder Machine provided the backdrop to an eclectic experience
of rhythm, verse and sonics. 
The Shake &
Bake was really shaking and baking now.
The Merry Pranksters accompanied
by Lost Creek had fully engulfed the room with resonance, riffs, and sonics
so stimulating that no self-righteous NRA member could deny the fact that
Moses was indeed attempting to arm all of the Bozos. Armed high schoolers across America should be studying what
was happening in this room at that moment rather than learning how to reload.
They would have been treated to an experience so positive, so intense,
so stimulating that their guns would seem insignificant. The focus of this
run to Portland was to expose that fact...Jack.
And so the Shake & Bake went,
further into the wheeeeeeee hours of the morning.
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