87 We Must Bleed

JELLO BIAFRA   I will never forget the image of Darby Crash in his leather jacket being chased down the hall by orderlies on the fourth floor of this hospital, with this crazed look in his eyes, carrying an unopened loaf of Wonder Bread pirate-style in his teeth!
NICKY BEAT  The Germs went up to San Francisco [a second time] with the Weirdos, and so I wound up playing in both bands at Mabuhay Gardens—it was
the night after the Sex Pistols played Winterland. We started the set with “Circle One”—I think Sid Vicious was watching from the wings. Between the first beat
of the drum intro and the roll that leads into the vocal, Darby struts onto the stage, grabs Lorna’s beer off her amp, walks across the stage, drinks the beer, breaks the glass over his head, carves a gigantic, bloody circle in his chest with the broken glass, then comes in right on cue with, “I’m Darby Crash, a social blast.”

HELLIN KILLER  I had a thing for putting my fists and feet through plate glass. I’ve got a lotta scars to prove it, too! I had stitches on several occasions. One day, me, Darby, Jello Biafra, and some other people were running around Chinatown in San Francisco and there was this huge antique store with these 6x12 plate glass windows. We all wore boots, me, Darby, everybody, we all had big-ass fuckin’ boots on except for Jello who had on a pair of Converse All Stars, and he chose this particular antique store as the place where he was going to kick in a window.
We all yelled “Nooo!” as he put his foot through it and fucking sliced his Achilles tendon! We had to carry Jello to this beat-up Volkswagen and drive him to the hospital with all six of us in the car. They immediately took him into surgery, and we all split up into pairs, grabbed some wheelchairs, and just wreaked havoc. We’d be in the elevator, see the security guard, close the elevator and go to the next floor; we trashed the cafeteria—we caused so much shit, until they finally kicked us all out. That was pretty fun. It took Jello a while to recover from that one. I don’t think he ever kicked in a fucking window again! Afterwards, we all laughed about how totally weird it was that Jello felt he needed to do this, what made him go that far out—literally on a fuckin’ limb—just to win Darby’s approval.