The Brian Jonestown Massacre’s first trip to Hawaii is beyond exciting for us, but it being in Waikiki, one my age might also be on slight guard for running into a Brady Bunch in Hawaii-style cursed tiki idol trinket situation. Luckily, we BJM always bring our own curse with us, which by now is kinda like our fifth Beatle. Still, it would be nice to get a trade-in for something with a different angle on the curse implementation. Maybe the surely white Hollywood scriptwriter guy who'd written those episodes could goof us up some sort of local curse dealer: "Well, your curse has obviously seen a lot of miles, but take a look at this slightly used Monkey’s Paw over here..." Anyway, in lieu of this dated television fantasy option, the reality of it fires up pretty quick by bringing rain forecasts for our entire five-day visit. It had been all clear and sunny skies the entire week leading up to our arrival, but as it goes, we will leave Hawaii with our moon-tans intact for what will next be a three-week tour of New Zealand and Australia.