Which means shit to all you west coasters but to the Midwest, we’re straight high on our own supply right now. Everyone’s brains are waking up and suddenly there’s a huge burst of energy and activity. Its both inspiring and oddly ambitious for a bunch of dirt bags who wouldn’t normally give a fuck anyway, right? Satan’s Dildo fired up on the second kick last week after sitting the entire winter. I’m thinking its the sign of a Wild Summer to come. Hell, I realized on Sunday that the long bike’s trans was all kinds of F’d up. I managed to pull it, rebuild it and reinstalled it by Monday night. I’ve got tons of positive vibes pouring out of my fingertips right now.
I got turned on to this band a couple years back all thanks to Chuck Sevast (a.k.a Big Titties Chuck). This is the good shit. These dirt bags make me remember the good old days. Being underage, sneaking into bars with my older friends, sitting with my back to the bar tender so nobody’s the wiser. Getting totally fucked, hitting on someone’s girlfriend, spitting in her boyfriends face, drag-out, knock-down, black out, and waking up in your own piss, kinda fun. I like the Coachwhips and I think you’re gonna like ’em too. Peed Club approved!