Fifteen years ago, Screamfeerder played a gig at a small northern coastal Australian city. I met the female bass player on the beach before the gig. She seemed like a nice girl, but was trying to sell her band like an Am-Way representative. Never a fan of the band, i tried to cut her off at the pass and talk to her in my very best John Wayne accent which failed to discourage her, and later on that night i attended the gig. Screamfeeder churned out a grungy feedback style rock n roll that was slow, repetitive and as pleasing as pancreatic cancer. I told the band as much also. So many years later Snicko on advise from his mental health counselor, and the board of directors at Am-Way Australia have recommended i apologize to the band for any pain and suffering caused and wish to offer the band a 7% discount on their next 44 gallon drum of blast off toilet bowl cleaner when purchased during our upcoming Christmas clean out.