I saw them in Oklahoma City at one of Ross's EINOK first and....they were so fukkn good. But really is was the next time I saw them, that's what did it. It wasn't the music, though the music was straight fire. It wasn't the outfits, though seeing a 6'3" beefcake dreamboat in (barely any) leather and stilettos will certainly leave an impression. No....it wasn't any of that. It was the smell. DRUGCHARGE smelled like sex and punk and dirty ass and oh my stars it was incredible. It was like a flavor enhancer that made every other element of the band even better. This was recorded live....and I wish you could smell the pleasure.
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