However, you don’t necessarily need a backseat education to know what Buttrock is but I find it helpful. And really, how can you argue with a 300+lb man named Meatloaf for fuck-sake? The answer is pretty simple. You can’t and shouldn’t because Meatloaf is always right. Meat was right when he talked about that dashboard; he was right when he said “heaven can wait”; and he was right when he said “two out of three ain’t bad” because by the power of Nazereth, “Love Hurts”. Even the guys in HalloQueen (above) know that.

Anyways, Chop Suey was more fun this weekend than that backseat you’re thinking about now. Mostly because your backseat can’t fit a choice bar, a bunch of guys with guitars, scantly-clad schoolgirls with abs of steel, and a guy the size of Dee Snyder (Dee’s 6′2) with an exact replica of Dee’s hair from the 80’s on his head. And do not tell me that your backseat can accommodate such an array of delicious vice. As much as I want to believe you and your car are the ultimate portable party, I don’t.

So like I was saying, the Halloween, I mean “HalloQueen” bash at Chop Suey was in high glam gear on Saturday with “Buttrock Suites” (above in full zombie-rawk mode and below in full flash mode) opening the show. Buttrock Suites is Flash Dance meets Whitesnake dance routines, set to old school hair band favorites like “Slow and Easy” (by aforementioned Whitesnake) and “Sister Christian” by Night Ranger. But don’t let the big hair and shiny pants fool you. Buttrock Suites is comprised of some serious Seattle talent with players from national productions like “Hedwig and the Angry Inch” and musicians from local bands like one of Cherrybomb’s absolute favorite (now defunct, which by the way, I’m very tired of saying about bands I love), The Radio Nationals.

Then “Jennie and the Bets” came on and tore through Sir Elton’s catalog. I think their version of “Funeral for a Friend” was at least 15 minutes long beating out even the live version on Elton’s “Live from Madison Square Garden” by four minutes and 28 seconds. Sorry, I got no photo of The Bets but I got a few choice shots of the evening’s main event, “HalloQueen”.

As usual, the boys of HalloQueen didn’t disappoint. The crowd was totally revved up and ready to go when they hit the stage. HalloQueen’s been doing this for a few years, so going to see HalloQueen on or around Halloween has become a Seattle tradition.

And even though my head still hurts and my ears are still ringing with the words “We Will Rock You” and even though I’m still quite puzzled by Rick Friel’s blowout (pictured above in the middle), I would do it all again for HalloQueen. Speaking of doing it again, if you didn’t do HalloQueen on Saturday (or even if you did) you can catch them again at Jazzbones in Tacoma on Halloween.

Check back later for more Halloween wreckomendations. Wednesday is only 48 hours away…

Thanks to Sleazegrinder for the Meatloaf inspiration…you are my rock ‘n’ roll hero.

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