Johnny Throttle

Real rock’n’roll, genuine incompetence! Formed just a few short months ago (Febuary 2008) by various lowlife has been and never weres from the Parkinsons, Shakin’ Nasties, Urban Shocks, Jackoffs and Menace, JohnnyThrottle play real rock’n’roll the way it was meant to be – snotty, moronic and straight to the point. These urban mariachis (pretentious, moi!?) areJohnny Quid (vocals, amateur dramatics), Phlegm Gibson (guitar), Uncle J Khomeni (bass) and Ricky C (bongos). They bang out a furious 20-minute (smoking ban-friendly) set of short and catchy Modern Lovers meet Slaughter and the Dogs meet the Electic Eels inspired mini-operas with the kind of incompetent teenage enthusiasm which only the borderline middle-aged can truly muster. Come along and be the first in your over-priced hovel to sample the aural delights of the soon to be classics “Stukas Über Shoreditch”, “Sick of Myself” and “I’m Looking at You (But) I’m Talking to Me”.This will give you ample opportunity to claim, in six months time, that the band is nowhere near as good as they once were. And for the eight people in London that haven’t yet seen Afonso with his shirt off yet, this is the chance to finally do so.