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Butthole Surfers forever!

I have also successfully avoided the Go-Go's doc. Being good friends with both Jane and Margot was my cautionary example in the music biz of how your greatest success can also make you bitter and alienate you from your compadres so I feel exhausted when ever I hear that name. And what is up with that apostrophe? I enjoyed the Radio Birdman doc a whole bunch, tho. Those dudes were as straight as they come and yet still managed to screw each other over in the end. I have always had problems with bands who treat the other players as hired help while one principal takes the lion's share of the loot under the guise of songwriting credit. I've been around songwriters my whole life it simply doesn't work that way.

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re: the apostrophe — it was pointed out to me that there's also The B-52's … argh! Oh, and I'm now on the lookout for the Radio Birdman doc -- thanks for the heads up.

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You had me at WKRP in Cincinnati.

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Long live The Scum of the Earth.

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This might be my favorite Ringo to date. The story about King Coffey, Kramer ruining the surprise of sugar bottles, etc. So much fun. I was first turned onto the Butthole Surfers in 1993 with “Hairway to Steven.” I remember asking the record store clerk for a recommendation and the cover with the bizarre face caught me. I remember asking what songs were on this album, and the clerk said to me, “there are 8 songs but none of them have names.” I was confused. How could songs not have names? I bought it and was a very strange 12 year old listening to “John E. Smoke” on repeat. I feel like if the Butthole Surfers put out music now they’d inevitably work Spotify with 30 second songs to maximize the royalties because why the hell not. Or they’d release their music on eMusic or some platform that it was debatable if it still exists.

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