bob budianski
me and a friend started playing shows at the local punk house.we would just go nuts him on guitar me playing **** off a computor ,a turntable,keyboards and ****..we would just walk in and play crazy ****.....for our first show i was appeared to be hanging from the cieling with a pillow case over my head accompanied by "grandmas face"(a friend in a dress)...to my chest was celophaned a huge chunk of raw pork...when the show was forced to come to a halt due in part on the horrible noise and part on the audience leaving ,i cut the chunk out of my chest spastically ripping it up and throwing it everywhere...my friend to this day claims he got worms from it...we have not done anything in a long time....but will hopefully soon