I'd never been to Cogan's prior to this show. My resistance probably had something to do with Buttsteak (just kidding!), but since that band is no longer together (right?), I decided to test the waters.The Quadrajets from Alabama got things rolling with a good set of straight-ahead rock 'n' roll. No questions like, "You guys know Man...Or Astroman?" were asked of them.
The Phantom Creeps were next, and they played some "Texas-fried rock 'n' roll." Curmudgy was so impressed, he bought their Rebel Without Applause disc. I talked about old Australian bands with the bassist Doug, and he said they might cover "Slave Girl" by the Lime Spiders in the future.
Big Bobby And The Nightcaps, all the way from Norfolk, maintained the quality by pumping out '60s garage sounds with trading-off vocals. Back in 1994, I saw their guitarist at Planet Music listening to a Real Kids album. Of course, that's damn near impossible now, because Planet wants to be another Blockbuster Music.
The Candy Snatchers took the stage and went through a set of drunk-punk rock as only they can do it. Although this show wasn't as bloody as their recent Route 44 one, the Snatchers made up for it by playing more songs and with comments like, "The owner's a cheap ass." People from Deep Creek, VA to Cave Creek, AZ are calling The Candy Snatchers one of the best live bands in the U.S.A. They even prompted Mr. Biggers to say, "Fuck yeah!" and he doesn't get easily excited.
The after-show party featured a girl dancing on a table to Pat Benatar tunes, a little fighting and a lot of beer. Thanks to Matt for issues #1 and 2 of Rocks Off. When I dropped Curmudgy off at home, he told his dad about this experience. His response was, "So what. I partied with a band called Oasis in Missouri 15 years ago." Damn!
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