Chip: "I assume it's a ball of marijuana seeds?"
Afterwards, we arrived early to Craig Comstock's Sonic Bivouac "noise festival" and perused the cardboard installations at the Percolator. Can someone please buy this giant bear for Chip on his birthday?
And then it was time for the Leotards (King Tosser and Stephanie Stix) to make a rare public appearance, treating us to an afternoon of songs about cocks, ranging from the punk swagger of "Cock Jokes" to the sexual frenzy of "Sugar Dick."
Chip: "Stix's orgasmic howling surely gave everyone within a four-block radius a major boner."
Oddly enough, several in the crowd were munching on bananas during the set, adding to the evening's phallocentric theme.
Drakkar Sauna were up next. It's hard for anyone to follow a good old-fashioned "Leotarding," but these scenester stalwarts did manage to restore a bit of the evening's promised "family-friendly" atmosphere by warning their own children not to play in the almost-certainly-contaminated stream of water flowing through the Percolator alley.
(notice the completely empty seating area...as always, we scenesters were in the very back, chatting obnoxiously during the sets).