Lick the Rim of Our Sound

Lard Bucket Lunch Is

born out of the flames of the mid-90s music scene in Eugene, OR—sworn enemy to Leftover Salmon and the Cherry Poppin' Daddies

Lard Bucket Lunch Is

ruler of the telephone pole flyer world with the highest gauge staple gun in existence

Lard Bucket Lunch Is

the god's-syphillitic-cock-rockingest band on the planet

Lard Bucket Lunch Is

the bane and long-desired savior of the music industry—though we still reject them

Lard Bucket Lunch Is

two fists flying at your melon

Lard Bucket Lunch Is

god's curse visited upon the earth

Lard Bucket Lunch Is

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