Well now - there me some memories. Worked with one of the band members back in the early nineties (94 - 95 maybe - can only remember the dudes name was Matt).
Big big boy, drove a gas converted chev and they viewed themselves as more death metal/punk fusion back then.
Remember we went to the Collector @ Parra for his birthday. Deal was, 90 mins, couldn't refuse a drink. Normally we'd go light but Matt told us, anything goes. So we went mental. Remember ordering blue curacao, vodka, sambucca and baileys into a middy for him. He smashed it all - 19 drinks we reckon.
Get back to the office and he projectile vomits all over the GM's door (and the blue curacao on grey walls, carpet was a real winner). Had to call him an ambo. Good times.