From Left to Right...
Hung Lo- Drums
Victor Pickles (defrocked) - Voice, sax, guitar, EWI
Fok-Chu Mang- Bass
Ace S. Wylde- Guitar, voice
Etkilendikleri
Nigel rawks in the traditions of The English Beat, The Police, Sublime and Marley... If you are looking for a band that takes itself too seriously, please visit the Camaro Rock section of myspace and look up RavenSlaughter.
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Mashup of reggae, ska and rock spewing forth from the volcano of your natty arse.
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The NMMQ throw down. Plain and simple. With rocking ska and reggae laced grooves, the live show energizes like a freshly tasered shoplifter writhing in agony.
Watch a kid destroy Vic Pickles at break dancing to Rush's YYZ!
Think The Police, Sublime, Reel Big Fish and Toots and the Maytals.
No question, the boys can play. Sick, sick players who give all a clinic in tightness.
Don't believe these words of warning?
Watch the following:
Here's Joshua from Maui performing our hit song, "My Mom's In Jail Tonight." What a killer tribute!!!
.. My Mom's In Jail Tonight
Really sorry to hear about Ian. Of course thats the weekend I'll be camping (Big Bottom Fest). I'll send some of the old Lobo regulars, they'll be stoked to see you guys. Ian Harrison...RIP
I'm out of the state (dammit) for the show on July 25, but I'd still like to contribute to the fund. Can you let me know how I can support? I so wish I could make the show. I can't remember the time when I DIDN'T make a Nigel show. :(
I know you need beer...and you like to play with your balls (doesn't everybody) and my favorite, your mom is in jail tonight, but.....how about coming down to Ye Ol' Victory Lounge (aka Lobo Saloon) and playing some of the best drinking music EVER! I promise I'll make some Lumerjack Veggie soup! Cheers boys. -Bobby-
I miss you fellas! I guess the 80’s hair-band, discovered by Jon Bon Jovi had it damn right with “Don’t know what you got til’ it’s gone. ” Just know that you made it OK for perverts across the land to "play" with [their] balls…
