Motorcycle Boy

So there was this impeccably stylish, incorrigible rogue named FRANCOIS, right? He had THE BEST HAIR IN ROCK’N’ROLL. A haircut that killed, man. He spent years charming the drinks off every girl in L.A., and he had this really cool, stripped-down kinda punkabilly band called MOTORCYCLE BOY. They specialized in these very rudimentary, but energetic, Bo-Diddley derivative glam romps, sorta like THE JONESES, without the death-trip. They were alot of fun and covered Elvis Presley’s “Blue Christmas” and they were always nattily adorned in Cuban heels and sharkskin suit jackets and they wrote dumb Ramonesey songs about what a girl magnet their drummer, Kenney Toye was. All the girls loved Eden, too, but FRANCOIS’ hair was always the real star of the show. Everybody loved them, even though they lacked a certain technical ability. These guys weren’t musicians, these guys were PERSONALITIES. They played big, hollow-body guitars! They had perfect haircuts! They were stars! They had PRESENCE! You know those goggles that Nikki Sixx wore on his head in the “Dr.Feelgood” video? He copped that whole vibe off FRANCOIS! Francois just oozes panache. The phrase “Personality King” was first coined to describe Francois.

Enter MISTER RATBOY: a Thunders-style guitar virtuoso from Switzerland, who’d grown up loving 70’s prog-rock bands like Gentle Giant and Van Der Graaf Generator. After a month long “audition” that Ratboy once described as being more like a drinking contest, with Francois asking all the local foxes if they thought Ratboy was “cute enough”.