The Year was 1986. The Bago had happened. The Dong for Bales was legend. Ulf and Bill ran the Rock Chalk. Most of the group had lost their crabs. Randy Ragle had a house that he wanted to rent. Bill Buckner was working on his defense.
We got that house at 923 Tennessee. And it got us. Together, we had the best parties. We held ragers pre- noise ordinance. Once a month times nine, from July to March, the town was invited to our place to help drink kegs and enjoy bands including Rabbit Scat, Red Zone, Altered Media, Lonesome Houndogs, Corporal Clegg, Dirtweed, Homestead Grays?, (I'll look for the flyers, there was a bunch of cool bands). The first big one was our Christmas in July. We had a pretty good "Mike" party at some point. I found a flyer for the finale.
Get Out Of The Woods, The final rager, (I've lost count) + yardsale, everything must go, End Of An Erma, please slam parker,Fri. 27 + Sat. 28, 48 sick hours, Last chance to blow it out your ..., BYO survival kit, bring your band, Now more than ever- bring protective headgear, No latenight door-slammers or wreckless wroof hoppers, no blood please, bonehedd, fart naked, A J.P. Wildhare, Ernie, Spray, and Stinky Production , pg 2
Hey Bagface, Is that you lumpy?, protective headgear mandatory, Get Outta the Woods, Yardsale and Hambone Extravaganza, The Final Liquidation, show your skank, possum hunt at dawn, Parker is slippery, cash and gifts accepted by the hosts from hell, Friday and Saturday, 48 hours of party death, House rules apply : No Barking, Fart Naked
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