The day after Burgerama II we posted a message to our Facebook page listing off the bands that we recorded at the event. One comment written on that post came from our Bonnaroo PA whom we dubbed “Cruster Cody,” because his name was Cody, and he was a cruster. His comment simply stated “Guantanamo Baywatch is that shit!” When I saw that, I knew we’d done a good thing.
Crusters deserve love too man. They’ve got it rough, being you know, crusty. They work at Chinese restaurants, McDonalds, Starbucks, scrounging up their earnings and putting it towards things that make them happy, concert tickets, beer, new piercings and tats, a sack of weed. They’re simple people, the crust-sect. They put partying on a pedestal and they keep it up there for everyone to see. Sucks to a shower, they want to mosh.
Burgerama was like a cruster playground, and Guantanamo Baywatch does seem the perfect band to swing on that jungle-gym. Blue hair, shirts off, beer first, give a damn later. Respect to the Wayne’s World mentality and all the fun it brings. We’re always going to open our door to rock and roll, if it leaves a little stank with it, well, that’s the point ain’t it?
