FIRST THE problems. An
untried PA hastily assembled at short
notice due to the disappearing rig'
problems stemming from the previous night
of the Damned tour. Therefore no
Flag are an LA band, freshly flown in,
suffering from culture shock and time
disorientation. When they do go on it is
as if their legs are still wobbling from
the hours spent in the air. Then there's
the Lyceum itself to deal with.
unaccustomed to the band, unaware of the
name and with a distrust of anything
American and not attired in regulation
British bondage. The building's acoustic
gremlins are working overtime, ensuring
that all lyrics are inaudible (oddly this
situation remedies itself immediately the
following group, the Anti-Nowhere League,
contains sixteen songs crammed into half
an hour. It starts with a lazy howl of
feedback which gradually grows into a
song. Henry Rollins, the shaven headed
singer, fresh from dressing room
gymnastics and several gallons of vitamin
rich orange juice, yells the first in a
series of pre-song taunts.
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