From: "Scott Washburn" <scott@casabuilders.com>
To: <beinfang@wt.net>
Subject: Dude.  I was in a band!!!
Date: Tue, 2 Jan 2001 21:15:29 -0600
ion-To: "Scott Washburn" <scott@casabuilders.com>

WOW!  It's good to be a legend.

This is Scott
Washburn....drummer...percussionist....back-to-mid-ground-vocalist...and
king of all who belch.

I thought Patrick was kidding when he told me about this site.  I am
flabbergasted!!  (See, drummers can spell)  My "very special place" has been
tingling ever since I feasted my eyes.  You, sir, whomever you are, deserve
to be knighted for the good taste with which you have shown us off.  I
myself never imagined a thing like this on the internet.  Yet it seems so
fitting.  It's too bad that most people - even if they heard of us all those
years ago - wouldn't be able to spell "Zsu-Zsu's" if their lives depended on
it!  Writing it just then sent my spell-check into horrid spasms.

Since I have spent the better part of the last 5-6 years roaming the coasts
with Mr. White, ZZP has long remained a better part of our conversation.
All the what-ifs and we-shouldas and if-we-only-woulda-we-coulda's have
haunted me for years now.  If only I woulda started drinking alcohol and
smoking earlier, we would still be playing together today...whether the rest
of the guys liked it or not.  I've been carrying around a few tapes of our
miscellaneous recordings for years, wondering if we could have done it any
better.  You know, I don't think so.  If it was done any differently, I
sincerely doubt we would have had as much fun.  And neither would you.  We
were what we were because we didn't care about what anybody thought.  We
started imploding when we started caring about making it a career.  The
burning need to make it a full-time gig destroyed us, not one another.  We
were so desperate to get out of our hum-Houston lives that we forgot about
the fact that we didn't start playing together to "make it".  We were an
experiment.  Patrick has made no bones ever about that fact.  We didn't
think anyone would ever come see our shows on a regular basis, let alone
have any kind of a following.  We just didn't think anyone would get it.

If I had to do all over again, I wouldn't change a damn thing.  Except for
the clothes.   'Cause a lot of the things that happened to me later are a
direct result of that project falling flat on its face.  But, mind you,
falling after a pretty cool little flight of fancy.  We were kids for
Christ's Sake!!!  I have some excellent memories and some extremely good
lessons under my belt because of that whole experience.  And now I can gloat
because someone thinks as highly about that project as I have for many years
and considers it worthy of a place in the World Wide China Cabinet.

Will we ever play together again?  Probably.  How can we not?  We all
attempt to battle nostalgia with slinkies.  And even if it's for 10
people...well, that's never stopped us before.  I just hope it's indoors....

Umm...does anyone know how to play bass????


Thanks for keeping Clarence alive, if even as a faint and distant howl of
despair and anguish.  I like pleasure spiked with pain.  And Zsu-Zsu's is my
aeroplane.

Have a pleasant day.

Scott Washburn

scott@casabuilders.com