Oh
yes.
Butterscott.
A band of many talents.
A band so radiant, thought-provoking, insolent and brash cannot be found ANYWHERE on this well-trod ball of dirt.
Maybe we should let them tell it?
Behold!!!
Butterscott cometh!!!
Everybody hold hands and sway back and forth!!!
Oh
yes.
Butterscott.
A band of many talents.
A band so radiant, thought-provoking, insolent and brash cannot be
found ANYWHERE on this well-trod ball of dirt.
But hark! What's that I hear you thinking to yourself?
What in the blueblazincottonpickinchickenlickinshakedownmama is
Butterscott?
BUTTERSCOTT is what you get when you throw Wild Man Fischer, Oasis, The Banana Splits, Jonathan King, Yo La Tengo, Alex Chilton, Silverchair, Sheb Wooley, Tiny Tim, Meat Puppets, Kevin Ayers and Uncle Tom Cobbley into a Cuisomart and add a fistful of thumbtacks. So there!
But who pray tell, ARE Butterscott, you question to ask?
JONATHAN SCOTT...Bon Vivant, Man About Town, Teen Appeal, Ginger Root Fetishist, Bathtub Water Drinker, Singer, Songwriter and THE KID!!!
HARRY SCARY...Ambidextrous, Versatile, Insomniac, Buddha-Jolly Lord of Lollipops, Bassist, Drummer, Guitarer, Singist, and All-Around Overlord of La La La!!!
STEVIE CRATER...Living Proof that SPORTS AND MUSIC DON'T MIX! A lethal combination of Wit, Intelligence, Devastating Good Looks and one helluva pool shark. AND twangles Guitar with seeming panache! OLE!!!
MIKEY DEE...We are not worthy!!! Deejay, Scenehog Superior, The Man With the Plan, COMPLETELY OVERWHELMING IN HIS BIG ROCK MAJESTY!!! Plays drums and diddles melodiously on a ton of silly percussion toys. AAAAHHHH!!!
{Or how about an updated roster?}
And the AAAAHHHHs have it.
Butterscott.
You've been warned.
WORSHIP THEM AS GODS!!!!
Kiss the Frog, Baby.
Amen.