I heard Misery Goats before I knew anything about Alfred Jarry, or about the Crocus Behemoth or the Avant Garage. I heard Misery Goats thinking that Pere Ubu was a guy, a down-on-his-luck torch burner, a tortured loner, probably black, with skin tighter in places than his organs will allow. I imagined him singing Misery Goats in a porch chair rage, perhaps thinking himself a psyched version of Bobby McFerrin, perhaps trying to land a role in an experimental artwork in a Deep South Artbox.
I had in mind that he might be one of those special idiots that some people append with 'savant' to make everyone stop smiling.
Later, I bought the records and found that Pere Ubu were a band named after a play. I saw the singer and he just seemed all wrong; the wrong size (i was hoping at least for someone to look like leather), the wrong hair (David Thomas's was puffed not rain-pasted), the wrong colour.
Weirdly though, I still liked the band and bought all their records. Even the rubbish ones.
BTW, let me know if these yousendit things work. Seems a bit pointless if you're not getting them