Rachel showed up dressed to perform, but due to unforeseen circumstances, we were uncharacteristically behind in our shooting schedule and she changed back into street clothes to wait for her set, only to then change back into her performance outfit when it was time to sing. We always respect a good performance fit, and we apologize for the shift in schedule, but it was out of
our control. You see, we decided to stop for gas in Downtown LA, which we now know was the worst idea. The gas station was a complete cluster fuck, and a crack-abled older lady in very small leather shorts parked her pickup truck with Oklahoma plates at the pump in front of the Jam Van. She went inside and sound man/driver/gas pumper Ethan heard her buy $20 in gas. Which presumably she came out and pumped… at any rate she then came up to the window of the Jam Van, proclaimed “hey you guys must be stoners” and proceeded to tell us that she needed help with gas money and was selling marijuana edibles to get herself back to Oklahoma, ten bucks a pop.

She scurried to her truck and got out a little blue lunchbox presumably full of edibles. I don’t know what they actually looked like, because we didn’t get that far, as we declined interest based off of several factors, her shorts being one of them. After putting her goods away she popped up the hood of her truck and declared that she needed a jump to her battery and couldn’t move the vehicle. Which meant the Jam Van couldn’t move as it was blocked in on all sides. To her credit, she did have the jumper cables ready. Unfortunately we were behind her and couldn’t provide a hook-up, and all the other people she asked were either too scared of her to help out or just didn’t want to, because she couldn’t get a jump from anybody, and she tried. So after about 25 minutes of watching her futility we decided that Wolf would hop out of The Van and ask people to move their cars so we could back out, which we eventually did. So you see, crack-head delay is why Rachel had to change wardrobe twice before her set. I don’t believe I can say that’s the first time we’ve experienced this particular hiccup in a Jam in the Van shoot, nor do I think it’s the last… kind of comes with the technicolor fun bus…