Argh Fuck Kill: The Story of the DayGlo Abortions by Chris Walter Page B
Authors: Chris Walter
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possibly be for the crowd of drunken punks. So what if they messed up a few changes and forgot a few words? No one would ever know the difference. The set progressed wildly, and Trevor remembers a conflict with Al. E. Alky. The Bludgeoned Pigs singer had a habit of getting completely trashed and picking fights with anyone handy. “He was just a little pisstank, and you could knock him over with a fart,” recalls Trevor. At any rate, Al made the mistake of hassling Ann Archy, who responded by jumping off the stage and beating the hell out of the obnoxious singer. Trevor, who had never seen her so aggressive, was a bit taken aback. The singer had more guts than he’d given her credit for, and he was secretly impressed.
Oddly, when it was time for the Bludgeoned Pigs to play, singer Al. E. Alky was nowhere to be found. The drunken punk was soon located in a dumpster behind the venue—not just any garbage bin, but a nasty East Hastings bin. “Somebody just tossed him in there like so much trash,” chuckles Acton. Al’s bandmates brushed most of the eggshells and coffee grounds from the inebriated guitarist’s clothing and pushed him onto the stage with his microphone. After a tumultuous and chaotic set, fans and bandmembers alike staggered homewards down East Hastings Street. Trevor was more than a little surprised to see Ann leave arm-in-arm with none other than Al. E. Alky. The girl had a strange way of showing her affection.
As legend has it, the band received a case of Day-Glo brand orange spray-paint in lieu of money at the end of the three-night engagement. Although they would have much preferred beer or money, the band took the paint home to Victoria, and soon many of Murray’s possessions, including his beloved ’62 Fender Telecaster guitar, were bright orange. “Everything around there was Day-Glo orange for a while,” Acton recalls. With the help of his pal Brian Whitehead, the guitarist embarked on a mission to make Victoria a more colourful place to live. After defacing everything in sight, the youths tossed the remaining cans in a corner and forgot about them. Soon that paint would be on hand to provide true inspiration.
The Sikphuxz played a few more shows, but changed the name to Zenon X and then to X-Men because they didn’t want anyone to confuse them with raunch rocker GG Allin and the Sick Fucks. Apparently they couldn’t make up their minds, because posters from the time show that the band was using all three names, seemingly at random.
Other conflicts within the group appeared and the relationship between Ann Archy and the other X-Men began to deteriorate. “I wasn’t getting along with Leslie so I began writing really nasty lyrics,” snickers Murray. “My songs were getting less and less palatable.” Trevor gives Ann credit for singing Murray’s obscene lyrics at first, and says that he mostly got along with Ann, at least until she and her promoter boyfriend began trying to take over. “She wanted to be Pat Benatar or something,” the bassist says cruelly. The Sikphuxz are profiled in the complete book of Victoria punk rock entitled
All Your Ears Can Hear,
which was published by AYECH International in 2007.
Finally, Ann could take no more abuse and packed it in. Murray Acton was more than any girl should have to put up with. RIP, Sikphuxz, just another young punk band that had run its short and angry course. But for most of the bandmembers, this was just the beginning.
Too Stoned To Care
Band-less yet again, Murray searched for a way to remedy the situation. After finding no groups worth joining, he realized that it was finally time to team up with his old pal Brian Whitehead. Though Brian was still unsure about his drumming abilities, the youth hesitantly agreed to fill in for now. Next, the two recruited Trevor Hagen as bassist. The older youth had nothing better to do and joined willingly. All they really needed now was a name, and this is where the spray-paint came in
Oddly, when it was time for the Bludgeoned Pigs to play, singer Al. E. Alky was nowhere to be found. The drunken punk was soon located in a dumpster behind the venue—not just any garbage bin, but a nasty East Hastings bin. “Somebody just tossed him in there like so much trash,” chuckles Acton. Al’s bandmates brushed most of the eggshells and coffee grounds from the inebriated guitarist’s clothing and pushed him onto the stage with his microphone. After a tumultuous and chaotic set, fans and bandmembers alike staggered homewards down East Hastings Street. Trevor was more than a little surprised to see Ann leave arm-in-arm with none other than Al. E. Alky. The girl had a strange way of showing her affection.
As legend has it, the band received a case of Day-Glo brand orange spray-paint in lieu of money at the end of the three-night engagement. Although they would have much preferred beer or money, the band took the paint home to Victoria, and soon many of Murray’s possessions, including his beloved ’62 Fender Telecaster guitar, were bright orange. “Everything around there was Day-Glo orange for a while,” Acton recalls. With the help of his pal Brian Whitehead, the guitarist embarked on a mission to make Victoria a more colourful place to live. After defacing everything in sight, the youths tossed the remaining cans in a corner and forgot about them. Soon that paint would be on hand to provide true inspiration.
The Sikphuxz played a few more shows, but changed the name to Zenon X and then to X-Men because they didn’t want anyone to confuse them with raunch rocker GG Allin and the Sick Fucks. Apparently they couldn’t make up their minds, because posters from the time show that the band was using all three names, seemingly at random.
Other conflicts within the group appeared and the relationship between Ann Archy and the other X-Men began to deteriorate. “I wasn’t getting along with Leslie so I began writing really nasty lyrics,” snickers Murray. “My songs were getting less and less palatable.” Trevor gives Ann credit for singing Murray’s obscene lyrics at first, and says that he mostly got along with Ann, at least until she and her promoter boyfriend began trying to take over. “She wanted to be Pat Benatar or something,” the bassist says cruelly. The Sikphuxz are profiled in the complete book of Victoria punk rock entitled
All Your Ears Can Hear,
which was published by AYECH International in 2007.
Finally, Ann could take no more abuse and packed it in. Murray Acton was more than any girl should have to put up with. RIP, Sikphuxz, just another young punk band that had run its short and angry course. But for most of the bandmembers, this was just the beginning.
Too Stoned To Care
Band-less yet again, Murray searched for a way to remedy the situation. After finding no groups worth joining, he realized that it was finally time to team up with his old pal Brian Whitehead. Though Brian was still unsure about his drumming abilities, the youth hesitantly agreed to fill in for now. Next, the two recruited Trevor Hagen as bassist. The older youth had nothing better to do and joined willingly. All they really needed now was a name, and this is where the spray-paint came in
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