The California scene's got lots of beach-surf rock. I think we might go over better there, but the fact that we're in Tucson makes us stand out.

I want to say this year we'll go as far as we can. Four years and no one (from record companies) has ever heard our stuff, but we're recording our first album in February.

All our shows need to be like spring break.

Tito snored away on the other bed. Out there, all around them to the last fringes of occupancy, were Toobfreex at play in the video universe, the tropic isle, the Long Branch Saloon, the Starship Enterprise, Hawaiian crime fantasies, cute kids in make-believe living rooms with invisible audiences to laugh at everything they did, baseball highlights, Vietnam footage, helicopter gunships and firefights, and midnight jokes, and talking celebrities, and a slave girl in a bottle, and Arnold the pig, and here was Doc, on the natch, caught in a low-level bummer he couldn’t find a way out of, about how the Psychedelic Sixties, this little parenthesis of light, might close after all, and all be lost, taken back into darkness…

When we walk along the beach and feel the sand beneath our toes and then the surf sends small waves to gently caress our feet; then we smell the saltiness upon the wind; that is when we know that we have come home from whence we came.

I think it's great, because my son likes to surf there. You don't have to go all the way down there, and your kids are wanting to go in the water and you get to the beach and there is a warning sign.