MINK DE VILLE: SUCK FUR FURY

“Mink Pie, hows that!" challenged Willie, whose darkly silent, sinewy presence dominated the dimly-lit coldwater flat in Oakland. The band had been up speeding for four days; it was 5 a.m. and they wanted a change. Why not start with a new name? The San Francisco Bay Area hadnt treatedthem all that well—not as the Lazy Aces and not as Billy de Sade and the Marquis. Willie, a New Yorker born and bred, had wound up in San Francisco in 1973, looking for a band.

“Everybody was an asshole in New York. Nuthin was happening at all, so I figured the same type of thing was happening out on the Coast, except maybe there might be more musicians out there cause Californias a bigger state. Right?"

Makes sense. And via the Musicians Switchboard, a garage in Daly City, and a patio in Marin County, Willie found what he was looking for. Now he wanted to convince an audience it was what they were looking for too.