HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? by Eddie Migraine How did this happen? I met Bobby Steele in 1995 at the Sloppypalooza punk festival. I was leery about going up to speak to him because of the rumors and interviews I had read by The Misfits saying nasty things about Bobby Steele once he was no longer their guitarist. I expected him to be a complete dickhead. Nothing could be further from the truth. He is probably the most genuine, unpretentious person I've met since The Migraines began. That day, he gave me his phone number and made me promise not to give it out to anyone (I still haven't) so I could call him up to set up a small tour for The Undead. I waited two months because I really didn't think that an ex-member of one of the most important punk rock bands in history would really give a shit about talking to a guy that plays in some little ol' punk band from Indiana. I was wrong. Bobby and I talked for nearly two hours on my first phone call! We both called each other a lot, spent hundreds of dollars on phone bills, and became great friends in the process. I even know his real name, but I'm not telling. We decided that it would be fun to get Bobby the fuck out of New York City for a week or so and bring him to the Midwest for a couple of shows with The Migraines backing him up. I thought the best time would be in August, especially since the shows were to be booked right before my birthday and Bobby could kina hang out and celebrate with me. Also, we could do a live "IN CONCERT" t ype recording in Ft. Wayne! All the plans were made and the date was set for Bobby to come out and begin the rehearsals for the shows. Meanwhile, The Migraines recorded "Juvenilia", which is to be released on Onefoot Records. Then we began rehearsing for our first tour as an actual signed act. We left for the tour in the middle of July and returned unscathed at the beginning of August. It was a short tour but, we returned with a lifetime of experiences. Now it was time to begin rehearsals for the shows with Bobby Steele. We rehearsed one day without Bobby and then a couple of days later he joined us. After we rehearsed for two days, we were ready to kick in someone's stupid head (musically) at the first show. Well... The first show got canelled. It was in Detroit and was promoted by a rael loser who booked shows, but had no idea how to promote them. We had three shows booked, so losing one show was a real kick in the nuts. The second show was at the Fallout Shelter in Grand Rapids, MI. Really cool place. Don't look for it, it's cloased because some fucknuts decided that The Fallout wasn't "punk" enough, so they began to boycott shows the week of our show and threaten others into avoiding The Fallout. Needless to say, only about 10 people showed up to teh show. Good thing too, 'cuz we sucked fat ass! The third show was in Ft. Wayne at The Sunset Hall. This was the day we were going to record live with an ex-Misfit and punk legend. Having blown chunks the night before, recording live seemed like might not pan out. Well... It didn't pan out because the sound company that was supposed to do the recording (which I will refrain from naming, but come up and ask me and I'll tell you!) didn't bother to show up. It's a real shame,too 'cuz not only was that the only chance we would have to do this live recording, but we absolutely beyond the shadow of doubt kicked mighty ass!!! I was really stoked becuase everyone played great. Then Bobby asked, "What are we gonna do at the Studio tomorrow?" My reply was, "Oh shit, I dunno." "Being that we already had the studio time at Sonic Iguana booked to mix the live recording, the only solution was to write something that night! My friend, Steve Keesler and I had drank a whole lotta beer after the show and we were both really buttered. I slurred, "Hey! I go' ah nidee ya! Lez go beck to mah houze and wrida zong to rahcord tamorrah!" We got to my house around 3:30 a.m. Bobby had gotten next to no sleep since arriving in Ft. Wayne and went right to bed. Fucker. Steve and I in our drunken delirium, decided to write a horror movie type theme song. Steve had a book of horror films in his car. I opened the book and the first movie I came to was, "The Night Has Eyes". Neither of us had heard of the movie, so we thought it was perfect to write a song about it. So, in drunken delirium we did! The next morning a fully rested Bobby Steele (that fucker!) reworked the song structure and came up with the instrumental part of the bridge. We spent all day and night recording and mixing "The Night Has Eyes" and a cover of The Undead's "When The Evening Comes". That was August 12th, 1996. On March 23, 1997 we toured again and played where the Ramones got their start, CBGB's in New York City for the first time! We even made a live recording. Bobby lives not too far from CB's, so he came down to sing a couple Undead tunes. "Riot In Thomkins Square" ended up on this 7", featuring Bobby on vocals. On June 29, 1997 we finally made it back to Sonic Iguana with Jeff Hansell to record the final song for this record. I had seen an episode of "Sightings" in the spring '97 and got freaked out at the notion of the so called "men in black". So, not having any idea that a movie by the same title was to be released the summer of '97, I wrote a song about it. Coincidence? Psycho connection? I'd call it dumb fucking luck! I've heard so many lies about my friend over the past few years and all I can say is this: if you ever see Bobby, walk up and talk to him, he's a great guy with lotsa great stories. Don't believe everything you read. Most of it is just pure garbage. And don't believe all the vicious rumors you hear. Some of us are nice guys!