A következő oldal a nyugalom és a közízlés megzavarására alkalmas!
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a találatért köszönet illeti Delay Danit
és üzenjük neki, hogy ne cigarettázzon sokat, mert tényleg káros!
The name of our label is our reflection on the music industry at large, an industry that gladly pimps out schoolgirls in a cash mad quest for power, a seething corpus of reptillian money men who have had their fingers in your mind since you were a child. It is not about sexual assault, it is about abuse of authority.
A gitáros gyógyultan távozott az elvonóról. Erre iszunk!
Tegnap este gyanútlan szemlélőként érkeztünk az ULF koncertjére
a RoHAM Bárba (egykori Metró Klub), és nem is gondoltuk,
hogy hamarosan szomorú, történelmi pillanatok részesei leszünk.
A koncert felénél történt ugyanis, hogy Gáspár Kornél maga mellé szólította slágerbarátját, Csermanek Csabit, hogy közösen énekeljék el a Betonrámát. Csabi, azonban, megragadva az alkalmat (és a mikrofont), azonnal egy újdonsült négysorosát kezdte felolvasni:
Bővül a máj / de hullik a haj / bomlik a báj / node sebaj
Majd a verselést követően bejelentette: feloszlik az Új Látásmód Fúzió. Rögtön ezután, arra kérte Gáspárt, hogy mindenképpen gondolja át ezt a lépését. Nem tehettünk mást: a koncert után azonnal nekiszegeztük a kérdést Gáspár művészúrnak, hogy mi igaz a lesújtó hírből?
Exkluzív interjúnk a tovább gombon túl > > >
The Butthole Surfers show at Danceteria in early 1986 has become the stuff of legend, but as is often the case, “legends” can be imperfect and are often reported on by someone not even born when the event in question transpired or by someone who didn’t bother to even check a single source other than Wikipedia.
Here’s Gibby’s version, as told to Option Magazine in 1993:
At the legendary Danceteria in New York during the early days of the Butthole Surfers, Gibby got caught drinking and tripping with his pants down. “Ten minutes into the show, I’d put on ten dresses – you see, I used to put dresses on and then tear ‘em all off,” he explains. “But I’d gotten so trippin’ and so drunk. I forgot to put on my underwear. So I got down to my last dress” – he pauses for a well timed hiccup – “and, goddamn it, I was naked. “I looked over at [band members] Cabbage and Kathleen: Cabbage had come out from behind the drums and she had this Fred Flintstone plastic baseball bat filled with urine and was sprinkling it on the crowd. Kathleen was totally naked and bald. And all of a sudden it became like this sexual thing, and there I was with a semi-erect penis onstage, in between this girl’s legs, and about to do this thing. Then it kinda suddenly dawned on me what was going on and I was like, Whoa!”
After the show, the mentally and physically impaired Gibby caused some more trouble. “They tried to pay me and I tore up the check and threw it at the guy,” he says. “And I almost got in a fight with this gigantic doorman who would’ve just thumped me.” He pauses for a well-timed sheesh. “There’s just so many of those kinda things. “But really,” he adds, like a surgeon general, “before anybody goes out and takes a bunch of psychedelic drugs, they should first go and visit Roky Erickson down in Texas. He’s a casualty. That can happen, too, you know.”
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