What do Little Richard, Lucky Teter, Eddie Graham, the Wall Of Death Riders and NRBQ have in common. Well nothing other than a lack of good judgement on the surface, I suppose. Maybe some kind of career suicide wish.
They were all out there for every show. When the Q boys had a bad night they were just a great bar band. When it all worked they were the best rock'n'roll band in the world. When Lucky screwed up it killed him. Eddie Graham knew that real blood, real human blood, really contrasted with peroxide blond hair.
Don't show me an act. I've seen 'em. Give me all you've got. I sure hope I learned something.