If Buttsteak wasn't the goofiest punk-pop/alternative pop/rock band of the ‘90s, they were certainly among the goofiest. The East Coast outfit was active during the grunge era of the early to mid-‘90s, but Buttsteak was never grunge -- far from it. At a time when Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Hole, and their Seattle colleagues were all about dark, ultra-serious, angst-ridden introspection, Buttsteak was an exercise in nutty, wacky, over-the-top fun. Buttsteak's highly infectious material was greatly influenced by the punk and new wave of the late ‘70s and early ‘80s; they rocked as aggressively as the Ramones, the Buzzcocks, and the Dickies, but much of their poppiness came from the melodic new wave of the B-52's, Devo, and the Talking Heads. In terms of sheer insanity, Buttsteak's lyrics could give Devo's "Jocko Homo" and the B-52s' "Rock Lobster" a run for their money; Buttsteak's song "Mant," for example, was about a creature who was half man and half ant, while "Murder Trilogy" (a dark-humored number about serial killers) found them chanting silly lyrics like "Charlie Manson doesn't like dancin'. Charlie Manson doesn't like dancin'." But Buttsteak wasn't just silly -- like the Ramones, Devo, and the madcap Sparks, they could be quite clever.