Photos / text by Patrick Sullivan
These guys rocked, and sort of sucked. The guitarist stripped to his underwear to chants of ‘quita la ropa’ and stood there with a stupid grin on his face and his guitar up over his head as the lead singer tried to get him to play the goddamned thing. When the singer wasn’t pleading with the guitarist to play he was extorting alcohol from the audience. It was awesome that they could stand there and be so hot and pathetic and have everyone love them so much. They did have a couple of songs that rocked and got everybody moving. They were a good choice to sing us out.
I don’t believe we got kicked out at 2:30. The party was just getting started.