Johnny Vale
Vocals
The only member willing to speak to reporters. Unfortunately, every interview tells a different story.
"Nobody remembers bands that behave themselves."
The Explosive New Single
Fast. Filthy. 100% Brown
The Story
The Acid Stains emerged from Brooklyn's underground punk scene in the summer of 1981, when rehearsal spaces were borrowed, electricity was negotiable, and a show could happen anywhere someone found an extension cord.
They were never one of New York's famous bands. They became something stranger: one of its stories. Friends remember unforgettable performances. Club owners barely remember booking them. Journalists occasionally mentioned them. No two accounts agree.
After a final documented appearance in 1985, the band vanished into rumor. For decades, little remained beyond fading photographs, handwritten lyric sheets, worn cassette tapes, and memories that became less reliable with every retelling.
Then, in 2026, a recording surfaced: Mud Butt. Whether it is a newly recorded reunion, a long-lost demo, or something in between remains disputed. The band has offered no explanation.
Personnel
Vocals
The only member willing to speak to reporters. Unfortunately, every interview tells a different story.
"Nobody remembers bands that behave themselves."
Guitar
Kept broken guitars alive with solder, electrical tape, and unreasonable optimism. Rarely smiled. Almost never tuned.
"If you've got something to say, say it in eight bars."
Bass
Worked nights unloading trucks and slept through most afternoons. Rumored to have written half the songs. Denied it.
"Ask Johnny."
Drums
Played faster than everyone wanted. Once stopped a gig because the room had "the wrong echo." Nobody knew what he meant.
"Tempo is evidence."
Year by Year
Formation in Brooklyn. First rehearsals in borrowed lofts near the Navy Yard and Gowanus. First warehouse show draws twenty-two people and one unrelated arrest.
Regular appearances around Brooklyn and the Lower East Side. First demo cassette, Three Nights in Gowanus, is recorded and allegedly duplicated at a copy shop after midnight.
Cult reputation builds through college radio, basement shows, and contradictory interviews. A WNYU host calls them "too loud to alphabetize."
Creative peak and internal tension. Several unreleased sessions are rumored, including an early version of Mud Butt listed on a handwritten set sheet.
Final documented appearance. No farewell show. No announcement. The band simply stops appearing on flyers.
Mud Butt appears online without explanation, reviving arguments about whether the band returned, the tapes were recovered, or the whole archive is lying.
The Archive
Artifact 01
Demo cassette, 1982. Side A lists five songs. Side B is mostly noise and someone arguing about rent.
Artifact 02
Black composition book, water damaged. Several pages mention "bad fish" but not always in a musical context.
Artifact 03
Photocopy with torn lower edge. The date is legible. The lineup is not.
Artifact 04
Undated black-and-white print. Four figures outside a closed storefront. Believed to be Brooklyn, 1982.
Artifact 05
Set list taped to the amp. Coffee stain. Sharpie. Mud Butt, always explosive.
Artifact 06
Found in Williamsburg, 2025. Marker text: "ACID STAINS — DON'T THROW OUT." Nobody has claimed it.
Artifact 07
Folded page from the damaged lyric notebook. Complete lyrics restored for public health and SEO purposes.
Press / Fragments
"They play like they're trying to outrun tomorrow morning."Village Voice, 1982
"Uneven, sarcastic, and unexpectedly melodic."Maximum Rocknroll, 1983
"The loudest band to ever arrive forty minutes late."WNYU, 1983
Out Now
Three minutes and forty-eight seconds of gastrointestinal panic. Newly discovered? Newly recorded? Wrongly labeled? The tape offers no answers.
Official Merch
From vintage-inspired tees, stickers, posters, and other gloriously unnecessary artifacts, every piece celebrates the rediscovered chaos of Brooklyn's most infamous almost-famous punk band.
Whether you've been a fan since 1981 or just since last Tuesday, there's something here to waste your money on. You're welcome.
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