The Bar-Band Thing That Can’t Be Killed marches on, this time straight into Shepherd’s Bush Empire Theatre with the tape rolling. Dressed in chaps and Stetsons, reeking of eau de Budweiser, Fee Waybill and his coterie of slap-head bounders breathe new life into their Ming Dynasty-carbon-dated nudge-wink AOR meisterwerks, belting out “Talk To Ya Later,” “She’s a Beauty” and the Rocky Horror-inspired “Don’t Touch Me There” as if the old major label spooks were standing around cross-armed ready to assassinate them if they strayed from the script. Being that this is, betcha a buck, the same set they’ve been doing for over 4,239,718 years now, the quality of the sound is magnificent, putting the user right there with all the sexy degenerates in the crowd – you can almost smell the Blistex on the herpes cases. Order at Tower Records
