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I got a great story about that song!
When I was in college, our local state rep was a guy named Allen Quist. This guy was about two steps to the right of Benito Mussolini on most issues, except very fundy-ish. He is widely known in Minnesota as a far-right wacko. In fact, in 1994, he was the endorsed Repub candidate for governor-- although the current gov was a Republican incumbent. Needless to say Quist lost the primary that year.
Anyway, I had this very cool writing prof at college. He was about 7' tall, with long hair and a big beard. One day, Quist was campaigning for re-election and visited my prof's house. My prof was doing the dishes at the time and had on a pink apron. He was also listening to the Butthole Surfers, too (told you he was a cool prof!).
So, he comes to the door and starts talking with Quist on the front porch about the campaign. This is during the "father, what does regret mean?" part of the song. As they continue talking, "SATAN! SATAN! SATAN!" comes blasting out of the house.
Quist literally FLEW back 10 feet off the porch, mumbled something about "voting for me in November", and tore off down the street!
One of the best BHS moments ever!
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