Michael Barton is the man behind Boogdish and the bands only member. Its a combination of samples that Barton makes himself and distorted baselines played by Barton. All the while Barton crunes/speaks amusing lyrics about day to day life in the bizarre world of Boogdish. It reminds me of a 70/30% cross of Weird Al and the Minutemen. Yeah, I didn't think it was possible either. But I was there. It's possible. The pretty large crowd was amused and seemed genuinely entertained his entire 35 minute set. For me, this is an accomplishment for the first act at 8:30 pm on a Wednesday in a seedy Ghetto neighborhood of Fort Worth, TX. About 15 minutes into the performance a string of white mucous appeared creeping out of Barton's nose. It caught most of the audiences attention and added a sort of tension to the set because Barton seemed oblivious to it. That is until the last song when the booger stretched about six inches from his nose and latched itself to the microphone. In the final moments of his set the most brilliant thing happened. Barton sang just enough verses about the fate of his snooty excretion to let the audience know the joke was on them. This set was truly entertaining, we just prayed the club had another microphone.http://www.myspace.com/boogdish
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