Okay, here is the Mudmen story.
M-bomber, RR and I decide to bar hopp in downtown K-town. We're wallking down the street laughing our asses off about something and we hear bag pipe music. Sooooooo.... like the kids in the Pied Pier of Hamlin, we're mesmerized by this and wander over to the Speckled Hen.
We see these to GREAT BIG, muscular wild looking bastards playing traditional bag pipe music. They both had these black t-shirts that read "MUDMEN DRINK AND FIGHT". They were wearing kilts and honest-to-God black motocross boots on. The one guy had a bald head and black goatee and the other had a long blond goatee wild and blonde hair like the crazy guy in Braveheart. Oh, and he had blue eys, one blew east, one blew west, he couldn't focus them both in one spot! AND, they played the pipes really well.
So RR asks if they'll take a request and they tell him to come inside... so we do.
They play a couple of tradiotional songs and then this band starts taking up positons behind them and we figure "Oh great, we just got screwed into hearing some goofy local ####e".
The singer pops out between the two monsters, grabs the mike and the band, the pipers and the singer start wailing out heavy metal.... GOOD Heavy metal, not crap!
During the set, the blonde guy start bopping his head back and forth with his hair flying all over. When he stopped, his eyes were still going in two independent circles!
So, they finish the set and we think through the drunken haze that M-bomber and I had going (RR doesn't drink)..."Hey we gotta get one those shirts."
RR, stops the bald guy and asks about the shirts so he leads us over to this packing crate and digs out shirts and CD's. The CD's were from three different tours and the deal was one for $12, two for $20 or three for $30. RR says he was about to say to us "Hey, why don't we get one each and burn them for each other" but he says he stopped short out of fear of getting us pummelled by this monster.
While this is going on the wild blond guy is down a couple of stairs and a couple of steps away and, in a gravelly, raspy voice he says "RUH RUH RUH RUHRUH RUH RUH ruh!" and he laughs "ARRRRHARRRHARRRHARRR!!!!!". And the bald guy says "Right on, bro!"
What we think he said was " Lets knock these three f***ers out and eat the little one!"
We left shortly after that and returned to our mundane, giggle-filled, beer-fueled, bar-hopping lives.
Oh, I bought three of their CD's and listened to them on the drive home... they were worth it. The music is awesome!