Buckets Patched After the nth lineup change in the six years they've been in San Francisco, singer/guitarist Earl Butter says his cool-country combo, the Buckets, is back. The beloved boozers broke up a few months ago when fiddler Wanda Taters (aka Carrie Bradley) quit to work with the Breeders and her own band, 100 Watt Smile. Now, Butter's thrown together guitarist Dave Gleason from the Wandering Stars, bassist David Fox from Richard Buckner's Doubters, and Ohioan pop-style drummer Bil Shannon for a debut show Thursday night at the Paradise Lounge. Butter says the new lineup will run through six new songs as well as a few of the old hard-drinkin' chestnuts. There are some marked differences this time out, but Butter says audiences shouldn't believe appearances alone. "It may look like a more sober Buckets," says Butter, "but that's just because we're nervous." (J.S.)
Blue Balls "If I had a nickel for each time some wild-and-crazy guy wrote in complaining that the Exotic Erotic Ball only happens once a year ...." That's what Perry Mann, the executive producer who started the ball in his apartment nearly 20 years ago, must have been thinking when he decided to turn his San Francisco production into a national franchise. This Halloween, the Exotic Erotic team will be staging Double E balls in San Diego, Manhattan, and San Francisco; there is also a pay-per-view deal in negotiation; and here, in Mann's hometown, folks will be treated to a weekly taste of the, um, great Exotic Erotic (every Saturday night at 435 Broadway). Like the big shebang, Mann promises that the smaller gathering will be "a fantasy affair ... where everyone is a star," complete with fire-eaters, tightrope walkers, and the prerequisite erotic dancers. Of course, the musical entertainment at "Exotic Erotic Saturdays" won't pack the oomph of the bigger ball -- instead of the Cramps or George Clinton, opening night on June 14 will feature Richie Barron (considered by Dan Aykroyd to be "the best blues band in the Bay Area"). Thankfully, no one actually goes to the Exotic Erotic to see good music; they go to see secretaries dress up as Playboy Bunnies while their former-high-school-football-hero-turned-legal-consultant boyfriends get really slaughtered on cheap beer and act naughty with the hired strippers. Bondage A Go-Go, look out, there's a new club in town, and it's had a long history of specializing in white-bread kink. (S.T.)
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