"Up next is Charles Bronson in... DEATHWISH 3:
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I wish I was dead."
Also:

Anyways. Finally, after not playing live since August because we've been a.) hiring drummers, teaching them our songs, and then firing them, or b.) attempting to record our songs in Tim Poison's basement that turn out shitty/get erased from his computer on accident, my band played its "comeback show" tonight. It was at a "battle of the bands" at an all boys Catholic high school.
First band: Generic White Stripes wannabe bullshit. Three guitars!!! Completely unnecessary!
Second band: Abominable crap. Awful guitar tone. Six people! And they still sucked!
Third band: Power trio! Covers of "War Pigs" and "Have A Cigar" played competently, with lots of ballsy shredding.
Fourth band: Metal. Slayer. Most of the band was in their 20s, what the hell??? A lot of people didn't like it.
Fifth band: Us... the one and only Poison Control. Slow, noisy buildups. Saxophone wailing. Drive Like Jehu-ish riffing. The guitarist's 12 year old brother playing drums. Me scraping a quarter against the high parts of the strings to make horrible Screeching noises. Fucking great.
Sixth band: Professional sounding, but hopelessly unimaginative blues rock. The guys had good voices, but c'mon! Fucking predictable as shit.
This was mostly an audience of piece-of-shit football jocks or kids who get made fun of by piece-of-shit football jocks but are still pieces of shit themselves. Lots of booing during our set, but some of the more awkward kids were fucking ecstatic about it and told us after the show how much they liked it. Now I know how Shellac must have felt opening for the Stooges in front of a bunch of booing, beer drinking old fucks who just wanted to see Iggy get nuts and here their garagey good time music. There was a lot of energy tonight, but it wasn't a joyous kind of energy. We were just up there unleashing the fury because that's just what you gotta do. Lots of intense, onstage yelling of cues and such. There was an energy there, but we had to rely solely on the music for that inspiration because the environment wasn't exactly ideal and not something an intelligent human being can really get caught up in.
Book us, please.
EDIT: The last band won 500 bucks, wtf.