There were other bands on the bill but I have forgotten who they were (John, can you fix this?). Anyhow, I seriously believe this was the show that caused my tinnitus in my left ear that has been with me since. -Robert
The Dirty Howlers
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The Mutiny's Store Front
The Mutiny is a dive and proud of it. They pay the bands in beer... huge pitcher-sized mugs of beer.
We were the opening band that evening. It was an extremely fun venue to play.
Digibot played improvisational three-chord punk. Chords were determined by spinning the Wheel of Chords. This weekend, up in cheese country, I saw that Digibot was listed as one of the 150 things "we love about Madison" in the local alternative weekly, The Isthmus.
The Dirty Howlers
Chicago-based garage rawk. They were pretty insane, as were their fans. The drop-ceiling took a few hits from the boots of the rabel-rousing crowd.
The Promotional Press Release:
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Here (for memorization before ingestion) are the details:
The Dirty Howlers (home-grown, beer-fueled rawk)
Digibot (improvisational punk rock from Madison)
Nonagon (three nerds from around here someplace)
also know: The Mutiny is regionally famous for serving single-serving beers in ridiculously large containers… Take the bus.
This was the CD release party/last show ever for The Dirty Howlers. In commemoration of said event we thought it would be fitting to do a garage rock cover. The song of choice was You Must Fight to Live on the Planet of the Apes by The Mummies. We opened the cover with a little talky-bit ala the Dirty Howler's Don't Tell Me, with a
simple bass line and drums while John told the story of how we decided to do some garage rock. Robert provided the intermittant "Baaaaaby" to clue the crowd in to what was going on.
Folks seemed to like the cover, although the rest of our set didn't quite fit in with the surf-rockabilly-rock 'n' roll that followed. No matter. A fun time was had by all.