Byrne Power says, quoting Tomáš Procházka; “It’s nice to say it. Because then we can say we do Punk. We do Punk Puppetry.”  With DIY elements and a fundamental concept of alienation to the standard creativity leech that is capitalist powers, the puppet is punk, in and of itself. Through parody and

do I have to tear my brains out   do I have to break to remember what broke me   do I have to face the broken vase of facts  I cant be a plastic bag, sacrificed for turtle’s fad of suicide  so I just cry  I will be polyethylene, I  ‘ll make you miss me,

decorum; diaphonized  let them lave up the cerebellum with soap  build up phellum, genetic armor, mi amor!  you can cope, leave that man, but you know you never can  he’s the cylinder for worms and the cameras at cannes  w ash while you rot and pour bodies on the froth  niagra of viagra in the vice-cubes of hoth  caught