While i was gone on the RAR tour Phillip had move from Hyde St, where we had lived before i left, to a small but really sort of cool apartment on clayton St. half ablock from Haight---which is one block form Haight and Ashbury. Not only was he a saint to let Debbie move in and share the rent, but let me, of course paying no rent, also move in. Debbie got the big bedroom and Phillip and i had each a small couch in the "living" room. It was great. Phillip had areal talent of making friend ith the younger punk girls around the scene, and the clubls. He looked like the straightest person in the world...clean cut and always neat. but inside he was a hard partier andcould keep up with the hardest core of any of us. He tole me he had met two extreamly cute, funny, and friendly girls hile i was gone nd had started hanging out with them. They had moved to SF from Reno and had been in a band called The Wrecks. The Drummer was named Lynn and was into tryng out for the Dicks. I had been at the Vats almost everyday for a week hearing different people try out.for all th4 parts. Even though i was never the ideal of a hard core punk the Dicks had the reputation o lots of the guys trying out were trying to 'out punk' each other. i found that tired. so when Phillip sid Lynn and her bet friend Helen, 3ho had sung for the Wrecks lived right around the cornor and were coming over to drink a huge box of wine.....well, i was happy. I knew Lynn was going to be the drummer as soon as i met her. That is if she wanted to. i think she was 17 at the time.....beautiful and shy.. but ready to have fun. as the four of us (me, helen, phillip and lynn) went through the gros box of wine, laughing and playing music, i asked Lynn, "Do you want to come tryout for the Dicks?" i knw she did. i knew Phillip had told her all about it. She had seen us play once and liked the band a lot. but he had seen a rough, bunch of sloppy loud man looking men and was unsure of what i wanted from new members of the band. but i assured her i was open to a different thing now. and most of the guys who had tryed out to too macho for me. She said "yes" tomorrow she would be there for the next try outs. Oh lord, why didn't i just call the band another name.....but i plowed on thinking i was right.....
Lynn did how up the next night. there were a couple of other guys before her. she told me she was so nervous she threw up before she caa guitar player who everyone had pretty much decided was me in was there for the third time and a german guy on bass. Sebastian was his name. waiting to try out on guitar was a neerdy guy named Tim....compleatly not the look of what a 'Dick' should look like. but i thought he was super cute o i told th4 other guitar player to let Tim Play....Lynn, Sebastian, and Tim...i yelled out Dead in a Motel Room...it sounded great to me. the firt time i heard the sound i was looking for. tim was a grat guitar player nd Lynn pounded and hit the drums so good it compleatly blew me way. Sebastian was a beautiful looking guy and very punk rock looking---leaather jacket and bleached hair....to me that was it. this was the new band...we pleayed a bout all the songs nd i asked all of them..."are you ready to work?? Prctice everyday and tour and write and be dicks?" everyone was happy as hell and said YES.
i till felt like a traitor under the skin but put that feeling aside and there we were The Dicks a Texan, the student-cab driver from Ann Arbor, a German and the girl from Reno. a long shot from The rel Dicks. but to prove my point i had forun a gret new cast of musicans. Debbie was happy but looked to me and said,"you think people are gonna buy this?". "Time will tell, honey".