B.A. Johnston is hard to describe, but he always puts on a hilarious and entertaining show in Lethbridge so he is looking forward to playing another one at the Owl Acoustic Lounge, Tuesday, Oct. 18 with local punk trio the Moby Dicks.
Anything can happen at a B.A. Johnston show in Lethbridge and usually does, from Johnston stripping off his shirt, singing from the roof of his van and setting off fireworks in the street, to putting on a sailor’s hat and crowd surfing or someone putting their fist through a window during one of his shows
“When the police pull over my van, and that happens a lot, I tell them I sound like Weird Al Yankovic, because they seem to like like Weird Al, even though I sound nothing like him,” he said.
He is looking forward to the show, premiering new songs from a CD that is about 90 per cent complete, as well as introducing a new costume.
“It’s kind of like the sailor’s costume. It’s getting washed right now,” said Johnston from Vancouver where he is beating himself up over the previous night’s show.
“I didn’t eat any dinner and I did a lot of shots and I tend not to play well when I’m drunk. I’m surprised I still have fans in Vancouver,” he said.
He noted other than the Vancouver show, his latest solo tour is going well.
He is looking forward to Lethbridge where people really respond to his quirky sense of humour and weird songs covering unusual anecdotes from his life like video games, Walkmen, Steve Guttenberg, bedroom deep fryers, food, robots, douche doormen and his failure with women all backed by him and his keyboard and guitar.
“ I won’t have fireworks this time. It’s pretty much the same dog and pony show, but this time I might have a new dog,” he continued.
He does have a new van.
“After the last tour, there was big dent in the roof of my van from where I was standing on it and water was starting to pool in it. I didn’t want to drive around like that. I don’t know if I want to do that with the new one, because it is really nice,” he said, though he is looking for a tape deck in it, or at least a ghetto blaster to put batteries in.