We are THE PAPASHANGOS from Greater Manchester.
We do songs about love, sex and death. We're sort of punk rock mayhem. With murder ballads. And balloons. And murder balloons.
We're no good any of that usual band stuff, like, I dunno... staying onstage or in tune or in time or whatever.
We've had great reviews:
'They made a filthy racket and filled my lovely pub with their shitty balloons....'
'The lead singer is an asshole. He kept running around and frightening the audience.'
'...the bar staff wanted them dead by the end of the set. I wanted them dead halfway through.'
This one promoter said we had a great future and he'd always remember our set and wanted to keep it as a cherished memory and so would never book us again. He recommended that we split up immediately, so that people could be nostalgic about us.
Aww, that guy was so sweet!
So, anyways....don't forget: we are your friends. You'll never be alone again.