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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From The Dim, Dark 80'sWent to see Pop Will Eat Itself at a venue in northern Sydney. One of teh friends I went with was into some fairly obscure alternative Australian music, and one band (Thug, one of Tex Perkins first bands) had a song called "Fuck Your Dad". My mate Thom, in the euphoria surrounding the gig, yells out from down near the front "Fuck yer dad!". Clint replies, "Fax my dad?".
This would have passed into obscurity had not another mate who was present at that gig was been reading one of teh English music mags (praps NME). In it there was a PWEI tour diary, and on the day for that Sydney gig was the entry:
"Faxed my dad, wished him happy birthday".
Only got to tell Thom the story a few months ago, he was well chuffed.
(, Tue 11 Apr 2006, 3:14, Reply)
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