Ra-di-a-tion. Yes, indeed. You hear the most outrageous lies about it. Half-baked goggle-box do-gooders telling everybody it's bad for you. Pernicious nonsense. Everybody could stand a hundred chest X-rays a year. They ought to have them, too. When they canceled the project it almost did me in. One day my mind was full to bursting. The next day - nothing. Swept away. But I'll show them. I had a lobotomy in the end.
Oh yeah, we are playing a gig in Hell's armpit (aka hipsterville- Williamsburg, Brooklyn Noo Yawk) at THE TRASH BAR this Saturday nite.
We are also going on at the ungawdly hour of 8 pm. The benefits???? We play during an open bar. Yeah, free drinks from 8-9. I have no idea how much it is to get in, but if you can't get your drink on enough to justify whatever the measly cover is, than who the fuck wants you there anyway!!!!!!
Also appearing is HIGH TEEN BOOGIE- three Japanese chicks who rock punker than the 5-6-7-8's are will put a pup tent in yer pants alot quicker than Shonen Knife (or the two tiny chicks from Mothra).
Free booze, total rock and roll chaos. Beats whackin' off to Justin Bieber. Or something.