December1978, Sunrise Mall, Corpus Christi,Texas. I'm 20.
Local punk band The Stiffs, are visiting the mall on a busy Saturday afternoon during the Christmas rush.
Their bizarre(at the time) attire/look is getting the desired results but the band still wants something...more.
They come to the center concourse, and there, surrounded by a hundred kids and parents, is Santa f-ing Claus.
The Stiffs' bass player, while very shy, is also a real instigator. As the band approaches Santa's Workshop, said bassist shouts out "Eat Me Santa"!, and the rest of the band joins in with equally colorful "suggestions" for Jolly Ol' St.Nick, who quickly becomes decided less jolly.
The band darts for the escalator which will eventually lead them to the 2nd floor and beyond that, the parking garage where the trusty Stiffmobile awaits.
Meanwhile, as they head up the escalator, Santa has lept to his feet and grabbed a huge bucket full of hard candy. He proceeds to pelt the band with handfuls of candy as they rise above the bedlam, the bass player doing his best Queen Elizabeth wave.
The gig that night was great but afterwards, over several rounds of Lone Star, the conversation never wavered from The Santa Incident.
