Here's Sam (a different Sam from the one I normally mention) and I enjoying a soak. Keep in mind that this hot tub is mounted on a back of a truck, and this truck is parked on Bloor Street (the major east-west street; it divides Accordion City into north and south).
Here I am onstage with the band:
I'm not exactly sure what was going through my mind in this shot. Behind me is something that can only be described as "Japanese Schoolgirls Gone Wild!"


So, Joey, how do you get home afterwards? Do they drive you home in the Tubmobile?
Javier.-
I have no idea why everybody in the tub kept their clothes on. When I last saw this mobile hot tub, it was the summer and it was full of women wearing nothing but soap.
We just hopped in. It doesn't make any apparent sense, but then again, neither does a truck-mounted hot tub crusing the streets of a North American city in the autumn.
What. I leave Canada and everybody has a great fucking time? Dammit!
Must leave for cold climate.