When the Generators were ready to play I was ready to go. I'm too old for late night bullshit, but I decided to wait it out & I was glad I did. At this point in the night most of the crowd left & the ones that remained were suffering from low T, I don't think the Generators' singer was suffering from that ailment. Besides the door man that looked like Kinky Friedman, Doug Dagger had to be the oldest guy at the Bunkhouse, but that didn't stop him from being full of energy & running circles around people half his age. Michelle Obama would be proud, get out and play! Doug E Fresh's only competition was from his fellow band mate that played guitar & looked like a pedophile. I'm sure he isn't, but he appears to be White, non-obese, & travels in a van… in my neighborhood that means "hide your kids, hid your wife, & hide your husband cuz they're rapin' everybody out here". The guitar player ran back & fourth through the crowd occasionally bumping butts with some bimbo. Even though I had some initial reservations the Generators won me over. They played faster than their studio tracks, they had a drummer that could sure bang them out, they sounded great, & even though the crowd didn't do their part the Generators did theirs.
Then it happened, I spotted something on stage that would throw the entire night into a downward spiral… Michelob Ultra, what the fuck?! I'm not saying you can't drink that shit, but at least put that shit in a paper bag or pour it into an empty can of Steel Reserve. Here is an idea, get a white label, stick it over the can, & write on it with a Sharpie marker "POISON, not the band". For fuck sake, when I buy $666 worth of groceries at Whole Foods I put that shit in 3-Squares packaging so it looks like I got it from the food bank. What kind of Oi! band has the audacity to cum to Las Vegas and drink Michelob Ultra? Oh, I forgot we are talking Street Punk. Carry on with your Michelob Ultra & here is a tip - Spinach is a rich source of vitamin A!