Dave James was a nonpresence visually, but his bass had enough bite to get the boys dancing. Doug Gillard tottered on sky-high platform heels, spuzzing out thick chords of raunch and craning his head around as though someone had told him that the Sensational Alex Harvey had just walked into the room. Steve Eierdam (aka Steve-O) pounded the tubs like a big game hunter, and appeared to be something like an unholy cross between Ubu's Crocus Behemoth and The Meatmen's Tesco Vee - gushing philosophy, jokes, magic tricks and an untaggable brand of bad-vibe weirdness, looking all the while like one of his bandmates' tubby uncles in dire need of electroshock treatment.
Dave James was a silent performer but his bass had the power to get people dancing. Doug Gillard wore towering platform heels and played raunchy chords with an exaggerated head tilt as if someone had just told him Alex Harvey was there. Steve Eierdam (aka Steve-O) pounded the drums like a seasoned hunter, blending philosophical musings, jokes, magic tricks, and a unique brand of bad vibes while looking like one of his bandmates' overweight relatives in need of electroshock therapy.