Yes, yes, why yes.
Some skeletal man with little skin still grasping to his spindly lirabs.
Attempting a scene haircut to connect with the hip kiRAB by ruffling the little black hair he had left with some gel.
Shrieking at a pitch to mimick mating calls of a bat, with completely incomprehensible lyrics.
But the technical aspects of his band were alright.
Add the fact he was a complete titwank that chucked back what the audience threw at him and swore in german, he would not stop 'singing' songs.