EARLY WORD: There’s A Creep In The Cellar


As promised, tomorrow we will share some hazy memories about our gloriously misspent ’80s youth, specifically about following a band called the Butthole Surfers around like the Grateful Dead. We would share today, but the statute of limitations doesn’t run out until tomorrow. You know how it is. Anyway, we will also — God willing — have an interview with Gibby Haynes on Friday. It was supposed to happen to today but Gibby lost his phone in DC last night. Some things never change. In the meantime, we will be giving away a limited number of tickets for Saturday’s show. If you are interested in attending as our guest, drop us a line at FEED@PHAWKER.COM. And feel free to share your warmest Butthole Surfer memories. For example: “Remember the time they showed the reconstructive penis surgery film? That was the best…” That kind of thing.



Circa 2002 reunion.

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