MEL
AND THE PARTY HATS.
The
title of a straight-to-video movie about a teen soiree
gone very, very wrong? The story of a haberdasher and
a festive line? A moose-to-goose opus?
No,
Mel and the Party Hats is a name, a game name, of the
same rock and roll band hundreds of thousands have grown
to love around the Southeast for oh-so-many years, yea
the Time of the Pterodactyl-- no, of the Big Bang, actually
the Big Band. (It is the enemy of countless more, but
that is another story.)
About
Mel and the Party Hats:
We are five/ from Nashville/ cry at the right time during
movies/ have a really eclectic song list/ are all PHD's
/ may of may not exaggerate claims, depending on whether
you can sue us or not/ are a rock and roll band/are known
for their wild show/ Mel wears a tie skirt because the
rest of his clothes are at the cleaners/ really was a
stockbroker.
Wildest gig ever: Starkville, MS. With a nasty case of
pneumonia, Mel sang from a hospital bed, croaking his
way through two sets. The band has never gone over better.
