Unknown Assailant

It occurs to me, after a little hindsight, just how fucking ridiculous Unknown Assailant's (possibly) final show actually was.


It featured:
1. Wizard Humping
2. Me in a dress
3. Lots of feedback
4. Drunkenly imploring the audience to remove their earplugs at exactly the moment when we would be loudest
5. Inviting the crowd to touch Joel Coats, our sometimes lead singer.
6. Demanding the audience find me another guitar cable, then angrily grabbing one I saw on the ground anyway
7. Volume and aggression that drove away even my dearest friends
8. General drunken belligerence of the sort that made our actions completely unpredictable
9. A climactic feedback passage which ended in my dramatic disrobing, to absolutely no ones approval
10. Our drummer drinking a 1/4 of handle of Vodka during our 20-30 minute set.


And all of this was done on absolutely zero budget with NO ONE in the audience


Fun times, I wish I had started doing this thing earlier.