WELL WE’RE INSULTED

Just took a look at the calendar for our October gig as the Junction in Clearwater– (the website is: thejunctionclearwater.com/) to see what they had.

What they had was this:

"Bob Muir(& Brian Yarbruogh)the Enemy Below/The Voyeurs

Start Time: 9:00 PM

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This isn't the Brain we all knew, see what New York has done for/to Brain.www.theenemybelow.blogspot.com.
Also performing The Voyeurs from Tampa, www.thevoyeurs.us
(P.S. Carrie & Brian are getting married Sunday)"

Okay – first thing, aside from the misspellings (which I’m no stranger to) – he’s The Enemy Below – he has no idea who this Brian (or Brain) guy is – at least when he’s on stage.

And I resent the implication that New York has done something to the Enemy Below – as far as I can tell he was always as sick and twisted as he is now. He just didn’t have the chance to express it. For example, both of us always wanted to do the ultimate definitive song on brain eating but until we got together it just wasn’t happening. Now it has.

Yes he can play and sing beautifully crafted conventional love songs but we are just so much happier writing and singing about twisted sex, work as a level of hell, creepy guys with issues and that alien robots, disguised as Bigfoot, are stealing our stuff.

SONGS WE'D LIKE TO COVER SOME DAY

Right now we're just getting started but someday, we like Bob Dylan, John Lennon, David Bowie, the Band, and Duran Duran (well mabye not Duran Duran) will find our ourselves creatively spent to regroup we will issue an album of covers that let the fans know where we came from.

So far the following song are on the list.

Gay Bar - Electic Six - you need to hear this song. google flying viking kittens and click on the resulting website. Don't do this drinking coffee you will spray your keyboard.

Werewoles of London - Warren Zevon. Any song with the line "he'll rip your lungs out jim' needs to be sung loudly and often.

Bikini Girls with Machine Guns - The Cramps. Sex? Yes. Violence? Yes? Maddness? Yes. Insane B-movie style sleaze? Yes. It may be the best song they ever did.