Mind Boggler

 

I always described the Mentors as the Meatmen with the brains kicked out of them (which some would say is oxymoronesque), but, hey, the Mentors hold the claim of being mentioned in Tipper Gore’s PMRC hearings, and I do not, god-fucking-dammit! With lowbrow opuses like “The 4F Song” (“find her, feel her, fuck her, forget her”) and “Goin’ Through Your Purse,” these guys always made me chuckle. A promoter in Florida told me the three of them got to the club at noon and by set time at 10 p.m. had drunk eight cases of beer. I believe it. If you think poop and farts are funny (when they no longer are, just kill yourself) like I do, the Mentors are for you. But Duce’s Karaoke cassettes were even dumber, a bunch of tapes of others’ tracks with Duce’s offensive lyrics laid over the top. El Duce eventually died cuz he was drinking on some train tracks and was too drunk to hear the train a-comin’. Yeah, that’s natural selection.

Tesco Vee is frontman of the Meatmen and an original co-editor of Touch and Go zine. He lives in outstate Michigan. Send comments to letters@metrotimes.com.

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