“The name of this nonsense is Killerwail!” But the performance of their enebriated-looking frontman, was the stuff of legend. This unassuming, frat-house buffoon takes this event to world-class heights in live entertainment. I saw this band twice at the Anti-Club, and they were amazing. Its a shame there isn’t anything else online to preserve their brilliance. For a brief time in the mid-eighties they were frequent regulars of the LA club scene. No matter who they opened for, they stole the show. They had the steadfast Jenny on guitar and a proficient drummer, but the odd mix of tin cans and plastic pails that served as percussive devices gave this band a goofy, catchy, down-right happy rhythm. Mix that with Jeff’s explosive vocal rants and you have Killerwail in a nutshell. The disbelief fades as the grin across your face expands. Use the music player on the right to listen/download each track or download full concert and cover art here.