The physically vituperative band, The M Word.
I remember one of the M Word guys jumped up on those little wobbly stools that Happy Ending has and then promptly fell flat on his face.
I was convinced that he would wind up being grievously injured from that fall, but he ended up getting right back up and finishing the song like a trouper.
All in all, quite an exciting performance.
That was probably Whiney G. He’s not happy with a set unless he’s injured himself.
Punk lives, slightly injured.
These guys were great. Weren’t they “Ashcan Acousti-Punk?”
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