The
Pricks
Rewind
to the 1970’s: Retro is still original. Ted Bundy is
livin’ it up. I’m in some nether-world trying
to score an extra liver before being kicked back for another
round on Earth. (They can make me come back, but goddammit
I’m gonna be prepared.). And the world is having a punk
rock orgy with bands like The Dead Boys, The Misfits, The
Stooges and The Ramones.
No…wait.
It’s Friday nite happy-hour at Beerland where we’ve
all come to toast and roast Bob on his birthday. Age: Rockin’!
First
up were one of my local favorites, The Sweethearts. New song,
tight set – Linette’s sultry croon. If you don’t
yet have their CD, go buy one motherfucker! Then Bob took
the stage alongside his fellow Pricks: K.O., (drummer???),
(Gonzalo was in Peru). Let the Punk Rock Karaoke begin! To
quote a wise man (Bob): “This is about drinkin’
with friends and singing all the great songs from our shitty
adolescence.”
The
Pricks played hard-core – just can’t resist the
hard ones – with the added bonus of local-vocals: the
singer from the Peen Beats (sorry man, don’t know your
name…but you got my number, right?), Vinnie (The Cravings,
The Convulsions) rocked out for two songs, and Ronya’s
(The Homewreckers) performance had everyone burning to Go-go
with her on “Vacation”. And the smash-it-up finish,
“Sonic Reducer”, was delivered by Pitts Gaffer
(PiNK SWORdS) who burst onto the stage as if Stiv Bators himself
had returned to steal a few minutes of sheer rock energy.
Now
wouldn’t that have been a cool present, Bob?
Dani
Helle
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rock and fuck, long and hard
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