Well, somehow this guy missed out on becoming the single most iconic face of Great Britain’s late seventies ska revival. Clearly Buster Bloodvessel is the Gene Simmons of his milieu; unrepentantly ugly, completely ridiculous and best recognized by his tongue. There the similarities end. However, I do think that Bad Manners deserves a bit more recognition for being the most fun, sloppy and irreverent party music to come out of that scene. They’re the side of ska that doesn’t care about making a statement and just wants everyone to get drunk and be happy. What they’re actually talking about I usually don’t know, so much of their lyrics are slang unfamiliar to me, but I’m fairly sure it’s about living the life of a low down skint skinhead.