sometimes, when jason turner would listen to his favorite song (hunger strike, by temple of the dog) he would let his eyes fall half closed, and he would drift into a kind of trance-like state.

he would moan and sway to the horrible sound of eddie vedders goat braying, and begin to accompany the vocals, often in front of large groups that had no desire to hear a second hand rendition of hunger strike.

jason turner would usually forget most of the words, and just make up half lyrics that destroyed what was already a tremendously awful song...

"we hell, the dogs a flounder, got tried for rape and tomorroowwww weelll findheerrreaahahhaahhHH!!!!!"

at this point jason turners screamed uncontrollably, as the veins popped prominently on his forehead, while the combination of booze and painkillers he was usually on, threatened to render him unconscious. Sometimes he would continue his manic screaming long after the actual song had ended, as anyone around him quietly tried to find an exit.

I hated when he was like this, but it was also the best time to ask him for money