HecklesForget the drunk bloke at the back yelling incoherent nonsense. Sometimes a well placed heckle can raise a mediocre act to a brilliant night out.
Tell us your best heckles and, if you are brave, the retorts that put you back in your place like the maggot you are.
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chthonic, Thu 6 Apr 2006, 13:13)
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Shit BandsI find I do my best heckling when there's music involved. Specificially, utter shit music. A few weeks ago, while waiting for the Pogues to take the stage in New York City, a bloody terrible wannabe-punk group called the Towers of London took the stage with all the posing but none of the talent (and thinking of how little musical talent the original punks had, that's really saying something). I can truly say it was a sad display of spray-painted t-shirts all around. It was so suburban I was scanning the stage for minivans. Anyway, in between truly awful songs, I took it upon myself to holler:
"How's your cottage in Surrey this time of year, boys?"
The Brits in the audience appreciated it...
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KersaI Missive Free Michael Shields! with Monday's Liverpool Echo, Thu 6 Apr 2006, 20:49,
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