SFH - variously known as Shit From Hell, Straight From the Hip, Sexy Fury's Hour and Some Feebleminded Hombres - were conceived in the Ninth Circle of Hell.

Truly and verily.

Those of you familiar with Hell (and we suspect that there are more than a few of you in this regard!) will know that the Ninth Circle of Hell is where complex frauds and betrayals are concocted by assorted demons.

Dante divided Hell into two halves, Upper and Lower. In his Inferno, Dante wrote about Lower Hell being the home of heresy and violence. Upper Hell was the favoured hangout of avarice, sloth and that kind of thing. Among us middle-aged punk rock sell-outs, we don't make these sorts of distinctions.

To us, all of Hell is home. Throw a rug down here, hang a picture of Johnny Rotten over there, and we'll move right in. Pop the Ramones first LP in the mailbox, and we'll practically never leave.

So there we were in Hell one day, being sinful, boastful, wasteful, arrogant geriatric punks, when we got word from the Anti-Christ that Lucifer was looking for us. Off we went on the fiery pathways to the lower reaches of Hell. Along the way, we took a few minutes to torment assorted conservatives. The funny thing about conservatives - we punk rock demons have found - is that they seem to like being tortured in Hell. Why is this so?

All true conservatives, John Diefenbaker explained to us one day, are very suspicious of happiness and contentment. They think it is a trick.

Relaxing with a volume of resolutions from the latest meeting of the Liberal International, Old Beelzebub was in reflective mood. "Listen, guys," he said to us. "Arising in the West are new angels, a new possible set of Messiahs for the suburban moneyed class. Do not be fooled by their faux biker jackets, their complete inability to frighten old ladies, or their perfectly awful understanding of the Punk Rock Commandments. Do not be tricked by their desire to be photographed looking mean and show-offy. They are the pop-punkers, and I want you to go and beat the living shit out of them."

So, our mission defined for us, off we went from Hell: the horsemen of the Apocalypse; the Anti-Christ; plus us - SFH - to lay waste to the latest anointed one.