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This is the moment in time exactly when the song Big Number One from the (factorial) album was birthed. Raw and full of some real crazy stuff. In LA to get club gigs in those days you had to pay or do favors for people who ran the clubs. If you didn't have the money to rent the stage, you had to supply drugs like cocaine or sexual perversion like young teen girls or boys. It was a fucked up world in those days. I have no idea if this goes on today, back then in it did. One of the club managers approached us after an open audition night to play the bigger stages. They asked for money up front to book us. We didn't have that kind of cash they were asking for. Then came the question about drugs. That was not going to happen because we weren't into heroin or coke. Then came the difficult question about sexual favors for the club owners. That caused the person talking to us to get the shit beat out of him by our drummer at the time. He touched a nerve that brought blood to the pavement. When we got in the van and got out of there, one of the band members stated "well, I guess we won't be playing there anytime soon."
Hence the song Disco Pimp.

Jim Curnutte - bass and vocals
Bill Bartlett - electric guitar and vocals
Jane Chafin - synthesizers
Sopwith Fazon - barks
Mark Stark - drums, percussion

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from (disco pimp) ep, released April 1, 2019

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