As if the late Oderus Urungus was pissing his blessing from Valhalla, the prophecy had finally been fulfilled: GWAR came to destroy the Tiny Desk once and for all. For nearly four decades ...

His blond hair was plastered to his head with sweat, and he was pumping his fists while GWAR ripped the head off Abraham Lincoln, blood piping out over the roaring crowd. No one else seemed ...