the name was definitely the best thing about us... imagine if you will a crew of three young men two with hair to make Whitesnake jealous, me with a white mans afro not unlike bob ross. Tye died shirts with white roll necks beneath, jeans with turn ups, and cherry red DMs without laces.. plus the female lead singer who has big blonde hair, a pink latex dress with white stockings and make up on her teeth, Julie sings but is less melodic than a cat being castrated, I play guitar really badly and nearly all my tracks feature either the chorus from smoke on the water or the 'good bit' from sunshine of your love, Mickey plays the drums with no sense of rhythm, and danny allegedly plays bass but would be better off with the fish.
add in painfully bad lyrics, and a light show with a smoke machine that only works if you kick it, and a couple of amps which are a hazard to basic electrical safety.. all conveyed to the venue in a transit van with a snide MOT
we broke up over a year because Danny wanted us to play some songs he'd written and Julie and I said no because they werent up to our (already woefully low) standards