I remember the first time I saw these guys live in Chicago. I can’t remember the name of the club, but it was upstairs and there was a main room and a dance room. The Cows were not in the dance room.
From all accounts, Shannon was a good guy, but he scared the shit out of me once he hit the stage. I think David Yow was probably a bigger actual threat, but he seemed more cuddly somehow. Shannon carried himself like the school bully but after something extra horrible happened to him and he found his old man’s liquor stash. Again, I think he was actually a decent guy.
My other lasting memory was Kevin Rutmanis playing this song while literally hitting the wall with his bass at O’Kayz in Madison instead of plucking the strings. It was primal and fucking awesome and I was about 10 feet away from it. I have zero Beatles records and two Cows records if that tells you anything.