With RaK3z and Hugh M. Hominid

How these times change us. Shogun is a white collar'd working stiff now, despondently pumping for the man, and he's not really pulling it off. The corporate attire sits strangely on him. Some say he looks like an 80's office worker that has been through an explosion, a bit like an extra from Ghost Busters. He frequently shows up late reeking of middle-age and skullduggery, an unappealing combination. But what he truly dreams of is a thespians life - to once again walk the boards insulting himself and others whilst singing a host of unrecorded (and possibly unfinished) classics. He is joined as always by his killer band who still tolerate him for reasons completely mysterious to the casual observer. Ladies and gentlemen, drunk and despairing, live and livid - this is Shogun and the Sheets.