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Evil Ted and the Thick Pink Antiseptic: Press

“We’re Alaska’s most middle-aged punk band,” says singer Greg Scully of Evil Ted and the Thick Pink Antiseptic.

The Wasilla-based band got started five years ago when guitarist L.J. Miller posted a Craigslist ad looking for punk musicians, and Scully and bassist Ken Perkins heeded the call. “We went to L.J.’s house and had a train wreck,” Scully laughs. “Basically we’re all immature, and we have fun.” Drummer John Wagner, who took over for Sully’s brother-in-law, fills out Evil Ted’s current lineup.

Of the band’s members, Miller boasts the strongest punk bona-fides, having played in successful Denver band U.T.I. in the 80s (the name stands for urinary tract infection). The other members have had their own long attractions to punk’s no-frills ethos, though. Says Perkins, “I like that there are no four minute songs, no long guitar solos.”

Scully, who writes the band’s lyrics, says the key to a punk song is to “say it once and be direct,” which suits him fine. “I tend to be pretty straightforward. Also, a lot of punk songs are tongue-in-cheek, they can be funny.”

Scully jokes that there’s another reason the band plays punk rock: “Ability wise, punk was all we could play.”

Evil Ted draws influence from the Ramones and the Misfits, says Scully, but also from lesser-known acts like the Angry Samoans and the Descendents. “I thought I knew punk. I knew the Staples, the Ramones. But L.J. opened up a world of hurt.”

The band released an EP, Inspired, on April Fool’s day 2010. The six-song disc was recorded at Miller’s house and mastered “via the intertubes,” says Scully. “We did some in pink vinyl, we still have a few of those left” (they’re available on the band’s website,

By now, the band reckons they have over 30 original songs. Inspiration is where you find it, says Scully. “My last song came from the toilet. It’s about constipation and the steps you might take to deal with it.” He describes many of their songs as “straight up mind candy nonsense,” though he adds that, at times, the band gets political. “We’ll take a shot at Sean Penn, or Tim Treadwell. We have a few opinions about current events.”

Describing his songwriting technique, Scully says, “I’ve got my Zune—that’s right, I said Zune—on shuffle. I tend to write in an image of what I’m listening to.”

Asked about Evil Ted’s musical style, the band members again stress their desire to keep things straightforward. Says Miller, “We do old school punk rock.” Scully adds, “Nothing hard core. You can understand our lyrics. There’s only so much that’s gonna happen with guitar, bass, and drums.”

As for the band’s one-of-a-kind name, Perkins explains, “There is no Evil Ted, he’s an ideal we strive to be.”

Even so, the name already managed to inspire its own cocktail (pink, of course).

“It’s actually really good,” Scully avows. “Mike at Koots made it. It’s about the consistency and color of a Shirley Temple.”

According to the rest of the band, Scully put the cocktail through extensive testing when Evil Ted played at Koots in 2010.

“I went sober for a month after that,” Scully says.

Evil Ted has played a range of southcentral venues, even though, as Miller says, “Our set limits us. We do short songs. We could play 30 songs in 45 minutes, and it would probably take about an hour and is minutes to play everything we know.”

“Whereas,” says Scully, “if you’re a cover band, bars want three hours of music. You get $400 a night to play ‘Louie Louie’ and ‘Mustang Sally.’ That’s not who we are.

“I mean, Matlock comes on at 11.”

What are the band’s ambitions? Besides recording an album (soon, they hope), they wouldn’t mind expanding their fan base. “Basically,” says Scully, “we want people to know that we exist, that there’s an old school punk band out there.”

“No, they’re not working security for the bar,” laughs Miller. “Those guys are in the band!”

The band is also eager for other Alaska punk rockers to join them. “Now that Spitshine is gone, I think the punk bands [in Alaska] have decreased by half.”

Scully ends the interview with an exhortation: “Somebody else start a goddam punk rock band!”

The cover of this record has a picture of a guitar setup with pink fake fur wrapped around the cab, and an abundance of beer cans and bottles littering the floor in front of it, which pretty much sums up what's contained herein. This band plays no-frills bar punk with irreverent lyrics about topics such as the singer's wife not liking punk music, and all those damn slugs in the garden. There are also a couple of more serious songs, one being about condos threatening Alaska's farmland. This record is definitely not for people who take themselves too seriously, but if you like your punk fun or even silly just once in a while, you might get a kick out of it.


MRR #337 June 2011

March 10, 2010

Evil Ted and the Thick Pink Antiseptic got its start the old fashioned way: Guitarist L.J. Miller posted an ad on Craigslist. Not quite the same as a “Drummer Wanted” sign at the record shop, but it works. That ad was posted couple years ago, and luckily for Miller, the stars aligned. Four gents in Palmer with an affinity for the Ramones and Misfits found each other and started a band.

The band name alone is enough to clue you in to the Misfits influence, with its campy, B-grade horror film appeal. That influence is in the execution, too, which sticks to the same rudimentary brand of punk rock and never strays from the safety of power chords. But Evil Ted doesn't give monsters and zombies nearly as much face time, instead mixing adolescent observations á la the Ramones (“Where will I get my burger?”) with political ones (“Preemptive Strike”) and the trials and tribulations of domesticity (“Slugs in the Garden”).

Aside from the Iraq War indictment, the tone is juvenile. It's pop-punk in the vein of the Descendants—unsophisticated, simple and decidedly unpolished. Evil Ted and the Thick Pink Antiseptic is a group of grown-up men acknowledging that their tastes haven't changed much since they were kids, so there's little point in acting like an adult now—except maybe to mix those tastes with beer.

Evil Ted and the Thick Pink Antiseptic is scheduled to perform the Live and Local punk night Sunday, March 14, at Chilkoot Charlie's at 9 p.m.
Music In The Valley

By Josh Fryfogle
Published on Friday, March 21, 2008 9:16 AM AKDT
Evil Ted and the Thick Pink Antiseptic will play this Saturday, at the Loon Attic. I can’t help but point out that they have one of the most unique band names I’ve heard thus far and from what I’ve heard on the band’s Myspace page, when it comes to punk rock, these guys are the real deal.

Evil Ted is keeping the tradition of punk music alive, in the vein of the original punk prognosticators, the Sex Pistols, the Dead Milkmen, and the Dead Kennedys. Next to these names of pivotal punk icons, the name Evil Ted and the Thick Pink Antiseptic seems to fit in, well, perfectly.

From the early era of punk came the original disregard for complexity, with bands focusing their primary purpose on the power of performance. It’s pure force and controlled angst, aimed at disrupting your comfort zone.

Punk isn’t polished. From their recordings, it seems that’s the same vein that Evil Ted and the Thick Pink Antiseptic are vying for.

Brash and at times discordant, the sound created by this local group is reminiscent of the anarchy and chaos that defines punk as a genre.

Almost everyone knows about the punk movement in general. It’s in your face, even when you see it from a distance. It’s also very do-it-yourself and that grassroots effort to express a musical impetus is something any local musician can identify with.

It’s reassuring to hear about a “real” punk band in the Valley.

Without diversity of musical opportunity, the scene is stale, monotonous. I can think of hip-hop groups, folk-rock, screamo, metal, country, blues, classic rock, classical, jazz, electronic, and dinner music, all right hear in the Valley �” all of which have been represented in these regular columns. Now, I can add punk to this miscellany of music.

Like so many local musicians lately, you can catch Evil Ted and the Thick Pink Antiseptic at the Loon Attic. This venue seems to be really putting forth an effort to accommodate a lot of local musicians, so head down there this Saturday and check out the power of punk. Check out Evil Ted’s website at


Josh Fryfogle is a local professional musician who owns 212 Music Group. He writes about music every Friday for “Bullseye.”
Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Evil Ted and the Thick Pink Antiseptic "Demos"
Category: Music

And once again a local band has saved my day from having to drive all the way to Anchorage on a weak dollar and even weaker gas prices. Evil Ted and the Thick Pink Antiseptic was kind enough to give me a copy of their new demo CD, simply titled "Demos". But it is more than that. Evil Ted is history in the making as far as I'm concerned. They take punk to the next level while still keeping with the original spirit of punk rock, you know, sex, drugs, and all out mayhem with a few fuzzy bass lines, power chords galore, wailing drums, and deadpan Greg Scully making for the perfect voice to the soundtrack of old school anarchy!

The lyrics are as anti-establishment as the song titles would suggest, like "Gangrene" a two-minute diatribe about how things only get worse, as Scully points out in his screaming vocal: "Your girlfriend leaves you, she turns gay, another music cliche. But don't sweat it, because the gangrene gets more puss-ie." Yes, it should be expected that they use the word "puss" in a song about gangrene, don't you think?

Evil Ted and the Thick Pink Antiseptic started out just a little over a year ago as a Ramones cover band, but they quickly evolved, as many bands do, when they discovered that performing their originals were what their real niche was, and to great effect as a live act. When the crowd get a little drunk and are at a loss for words, Evil Ted supplies them. In "Presidents Song" they tell the audience to scream as loud as they can: "But I know the words to this punk rock song" every time he points to the audience. Then the song begins: "I don't know who the president is..." then he points to the audience who sing out: "But I know the words to this punk rock song". How do I know he points to the audience? Because I've been to almost every one of their shows out here in the Valley. I'm as big a fan of theirs as they'll probably find, except maybe for my friend Davie Cline who reads books about Johnny Rotten of the Sex Pistols in his spare time. He'll love it when I let him borrow "Demos". He's been grooving on Vicious Regress since I reviewed them a couple weeks ago.

My favorite song on the album is, of course, "White Car", the story we've all experienced in one jalopy or another. Scully finishes the song by screaming: "It's a Spitfire! It's a Spitfire! It's a 1975 Spitfire!!!" Mine was a 1982 red Escort, but that is another story.

Check out a sample of Evil Ted and the Thick Pink Antiseptic by going to their website: If you want a copy of their demo album, which they've produced in limited number, check out one of their shows, such as on May 24th, playing with Familiar Walls and also on June 21st at the First Annual Midnight Sun Summer Solstice festival from noon-midnight.