A personal recounting of the psycho-pharmacological experience that was a 1987 Butthole Surfers show.
When people asked me as a teenager what I wanted to do when I grew up I, at some point developed a stock answer. “I’d like to be one of three things,” I’d say. “A Butthole Surfer, A Beastie Boy or a Pogue.”
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