the elves attic

fart splatter and the skid marks...




yea, you are not going to hear this name everywhere soon... of course we are talking about the latest incarnation of my Billy Idol cover band, Really Idol, which did his stuff before the age of six, before he ever sang any songs.

The new band will continue our policy of playing non-music. This is because we are the first band to have the fucking nerve to confront the noise pollution problem. . . . people are going deaf, and like no one cares except our band, man... we gotta do something, cause being rock gods makes you all knowing and all seeing, like Bono (in private, he has all of his assistant's calling him Jesus and preparing to drink poisoned Kool aid... you would think no good could come from this, but their last album shows he just might be on to something . . . at least if you don't play it, like we don't).

Come to one of our concerts and we will loudly introduce the songs that we will not sing. Crowd pleasers include, "You Light Up My Life," the entire Barry Manilou collection, as well as new favorites by the latest winners of american idol. You should hear the wild roar of that crowd when we do not play these songs.

FIGHT THE MOWER!!!