Lord Nasty is dead. The band, not the singer. Last month we had a good show up in his hometown of Ukiah. A couple of bands rented out a hall and hired us on as headliners, since Lord Nasty has something of a following up there. It was an all ages show and the kids loved it. The Lord came out in his choir robe and they started bowing down to him. They were bumping and grinding through the whole show, even made us play an encore. Yeah.
Last Monday I was supposed to play my first show in the city with them. Lord Nasty never got on the Greyhound bus from Ukiah. He didn't even call anyone to say he wasn't going to show up. Instead he left a message on his answering machine saying that he had renounced Lord Nasty and the past nine years of filth that had been spread in his name. Singing absurd, XXX-rated lyrics was no way to thank God after surviving a near-death experience. Apparently he has some issues.
So that's it. You can still download the tunes on myspace. Oh well. Us survivors might start a funk band called "Astroglyde". We'll see.
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