SOMETHING WE FOUND, WHILE “RESEARCHING” ARIZONA: Everything Doo Rag!

I saw these guys in Detroit once, and one guy was playing a vacuum. There you go. It was dumb as hell and wild and equally awesome. Loud as shit. In the hallway at St. Andrew’s Halls, upstairs, if my memory serves me right. Might’ve been a Jesus Lizard show. The night Steve’s car was ripped off with a stack of records in the backseat. Buckmaster had to take it on the chin and drive us all home. Seven of us piled into his red wnhatever-the-hell-four-door-thing he was driving at the time. Weird.