Food is a weapon- you need bread if you want to grow

Probably the wildest part of the day was listening to Food is a Weapon’s freaked out new album. Rather than send me the album they arrived at my home dressed in the most extreme, ghoulish costumes and created one surprise after another as the Bread album was played at extreme volume. They sang a barbershop quartet tribute to Myra Breckenridge, Drummy Bear singing Nobody Likes Me, his sidemen singing “We do! We do!” A kid dressed up as Super Freak, wearing a Canadian flag as a cape, handed Paul Bremis a carved-out watermelon. Gussy G hammered it to bits. The drummer in goggles threw away his sticks, and climbed up on top of the kitchen counter, then got into a fight with P copy.

Their music was a background to their act. Then they used a red cross fight like a bullfighter’s cape, let off a whole bag of feathers with a blower, let off two live pigeons, Fubar threw a live chicken into the audience, they threw a wobbly obscene pink balloon into the crowd, and Paul Bremis ended the act with shooting off a flare gun. Food is a Weapon may not be great rock musicians, but they are great theatre.