Crash and his bandmates were setting up on the makeshift stage, all getting a little annoyed with the faulty electricity and less than helpful staff members of the joint. The press weren’t exactly helping, either, even though there weren’t that many of them. Most of them just passed by without a second thought to the first band that would take the stage that night.

That was when Crash spotted them. A press member hanging around where their rival band Sex Bob-omb was rehearsing.