The Shivers The Shivers are led by a crippled asexual who preaches to scenesters about the gradual dying out of the human race. Keith is like Tom Cruise from Born on the First of July, except he doesn't shit himself or anything like that...'though, he once fell off a toilet at Anthony Keidis's book release in New York. Anthony graciously placed our good buddy back onto the thrown and after he finished his business, helped him right back into his wheelchair. I once went bowling with Keith and Anthony in Montreal (home of The Shivers). Apparently, Anthony liked helping Keith on and off the toilet so much that they became friends. Its a little joke for them. Half of the game was waiting for Anthony. He kept disappearing and we kept finding him with fresh powdered hands, staring seductively at Keith's sweet sweet lips. "You gotta go, Keith?" he kept asking in puckered lip baby talk. Keith would go just to please him. He felt bad. I've never lost a game of bowling to a man in a wheelchair...rather, I had never...Keith was the first. You wouldn't think that a guy in a chair could wax it down the shaft like that, but Keith really could. The Canadians kept staring...Canadians or Canadiens? There's two types aren't there? Anyway, they were staring... Keith would insist on holding his beer while rolling. I'd push the chair, Anthony'd hold him so he didn't fall out, and Keith would slam that thing down for a strike every time. It was really embarrassing. Anthony would quiver and bat his eyelashes. I really thought they were gonna go home together, but when the drunken night came to an end, it was I who felt the warmth of Anthony's tattooed arms. Alright, so not really. But I thought about it when he asked me. The Shivers can be found in Montreal, where crowds are more receptive to freakshow headcases. Their music is nothing like Anthony K's.
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