An Indistinct and Incomplete List of Halaka Participants







Lacky Daisical voice, tapes, records, circuit-bending, PVC, percussive strings, bottles, glass
* voice, tapes, records, circuit-bending, PVC, classical guitar, noisedguitar, percussive strings
Sacky Jamboree percussion, acoustic drums, electronic drums, voice, attacks the equipment, distortion, cello, not a handtruck, ibanez electric guitars, John Waters' parents' old piano
Madhog acoustic guitar, classical guitar, schecter 7 string electric guitar, various 6 string electric guitars, voice, bass, cello, pile guitar, noises, feedback, that's a bad kitty, keyboards, percussion, dobro
David "Tray Getter" Anderson gets trays
Jim "Fanch" Taylor guitolin, 12-string acoustic guitar, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, balalaika, voice, bass, electronic keyboards, chord organ, percussion
Stick drums, rants, screaming, percussion, guitars, jolly ranchers, lick 'em aid
Miss (Mrs.) Mackerel clarinet, trombone, cello, violin, viola, orchestrations, keyboards, oboe, opera, the rules
Eugene Matsumura Bass, faux hip
Maxtor! saxophone, Maxtor!
The Mysterious F Acoustic Drums, PVC Percussion, Clarinet, Ukelele, Voice, Alligator Couch, Springs, Brackets
Kingo Sleemer I have no idea; I think he's fabricated. The guys say I can put that here, but they say that it's wrong. He's in charge of publicity, is what * says. But he won't ever meet in person. No clue. cheese on the console?














not a step

I've checked all the scars, and they all seem okay. But every new morning they don't go away. Will they be there forever, so that I look like crap? If you look close enough I resemble a map. Here's the country of bike wreck, where I fell off my bike. And here's a province of stab wound, where I wrestled with Mike. Here's a city called car crash, where I ran into a guy, next to a road called what the fuck happened here, I don't remember cuz I was really drunk at the time



I've checked all the scars, and they all seem okay. But every new morning they don't go away. Will they be there forever, so that I look like crap? If you look close enough I resemble a map. Here's the country of bike wreck, where I fell off my bike. And here's a province of stab wound, where I wrestled with Mike. Here's a city called car crash, where I ran into a guy, next to a road called what the fuck happened here, I don't remember cuz I was really drunk at the time