Finally after years of tabloid scandals, Page 6 photos, papparazzi beatings, and blurbs in small town police blotters, Drunk Prom Date obtains the editorial tribute it has paid for. Sure there have been attempts to capture the essence that is Drunk Prom Date, but even with well-rounded bribes of hotels, hookers and Hennessey, The New Times' DPD stories repeatedly turned into 18-page essays on how Sheriff Joe Arpaio’s backroom dealings with jack-booted thugs have wiped out an entire neighborhood’s grove of pine trees or how ex-Governor Fife Symington has failed to live up to his expectations as a chef thus causing an increase in minority pregnancies. Even after William F. Buckley spent three weeks on the road with Drunk Prom Date in 1990, his prose in that year’s September edition of Vanity Fair turned into “Is the Zionist Nation Capitalizing on the Weakening Dollar?”

The love and adoration DPD fans have shown the band has been void in any and all newsprint – until now. Finally a reporter with the cojones to breathe, speak, smell, and live DPD has generated a piece of literature that catches the depth and character of Drunk Prom Date. Renowned and respected writer Chris Van Hanson Orf of Get Out Magazine has taken the risk and given the public what it has craved since the demise of the original line up of Winger: an exposé that captures the heart of a true American Rock and Roll Cover Band.

http://www.getoutaz.com/music/032306drunk.shtml

For those of you who can’t read, Drunk Prom Date will be doing an interpretive dance of the composition this Friday (that’s tomorrow) at a brand new place called Monkey Pants Bar & Grill on the southeast corner of Mill & Southern. Admission is, believe it or not, a can of tuna or a Fresca.

Let’s recap

1. Read Get Out Magazine
2. Experience Drunk Prom Date Friday, March 24 @ 9p