The cheeky bastards named themselvs after me actually and I am not very happy about it. So far the dispute has been held up in court by a loonatic judge that actually likes their brand of whacked-out music. He will not rule either way because enjoys having DDT band members as his "guest" in the court room.
Well i'm sick of it I tell you. Sick, sick, sick! And now to top it off my Russian teacher wants us to translate a DDT song into English. I hate poetry!