Dave Schulthise was his real name.
I got Now We Are 20 because it was the only one they had at Best Buy. It’s good, but a very bad choice for a first album to get.
I’m currently about 98.5% sure it was him at Indiana U. Weird, no?
I always wondered what might make a guy like him interested in southeastern Europe, but then, what makes any given non-southeast European person interested in southeastern Europe?
Dave taught English in Bosnia for a few years after the DM broke up. I believe his parents were from Eastern Europe.
I can’t claim it was their best, but let me echo “Big Lizard in My Backyard.” That may have been my most played cassette in the 9th grade, circa 1987.
“At least I give a shit about the stuff I eat! Yeah, I care about nutrition!” 
Also, I agree with whoever it was that said that time probably hasn’t been kind to this album. It’s been pushing 15 years since I heard it – so keep in mind my praise may be due only to nostalgia reasons.
So… I read this thread the other day and didn’t post to it (my normal course of action) even though I love the Dead Milkmen.
Back in the day I had THE cassette collection, with included four Dead Milkmen albums but due to an unfortunate flood involving my car underwater with about 150 cassette tapes in a carrier in the backseat in 1996 I lost them all (soap and water in a bathtup WILL restore some functionality to tapes subjected to greasy muddy river water… at least for a while but they’ll never really be the same again) So, about a year ago while feeling nostalgic I bought “Death Rides a Pale Cow - the Collection”
Hadn’t listened to it in a while so this morning, remembering this thread, I popped it in on the way to work. Got up to track 15 or 16 this morning, singing at the top of my lungs.
On the way home, after calling and venting to my husband about the really shitty day I had, I turned the CD back on. And then track 17 started.
Do you know how good it can make you feel to sing: “Life is shit, life is shit, the world is shit, the world is shit and, this is life as we know it, this is life as we know it”? I replayed it and sang it again.
On to track 18, with: “If you want that job what ya gonna do? Gonna brown nose, Gonna brown nose”
Continue on listening and get to track 22: “Life sucks, then you die, and your soul gets sucked up to the sky”
It actually made me feel much better
We asked for Mojo Nixon; they said “he don’t work here”
Said if you don’t have Mojo Nixon, then your store can use some fixin!
Sha Na Na were the kings of woodstock you know it’s true deep in your heart.
Greasy guys in gold lamae, if only hendrix had been so smart
And a vision came, and I knew it was Bob Crane, and Bob sang:
Life is shit. Life is shit, the world is shit, the world is shit, and this is life as I know it.
And the one my 4 year-old son loves singing more than me, and that’s saying alot:
Oily rags are special things
You know to me they’re diamond rings
Maybe we can have some fun
Maybe we can burn someone, so
If you love somebody better set them on fire
Wow. This brings back memories of high school. I used to have casettes of Big Lizard, Beelzebubba, and Eat Your Paisley that my friend Conor copied for me. I’ve since lost them or worn them out, and never got around to replacing them with CDs. Now I just may have to try to scrape up the cash to get them. Or at least get Death Rides a Pale Cow to tide me over for a while.
I have mp3s of Stuart, Bitchin’ Camaro, Beach Party Vietnam, Moron, Bleach Boys, and Dean’s Dream that I’ve picked up somewhere or other over the years, and they’re still quite a bit of fun to listen to and sing along with. I’d quote Stuart more often if there were people who’d get the joke and not think I was a raving psycho for saying things like, “Pow! He was decapitated! They found his head over by the snowcone concession!” My younger brother and I were both inordinately pleased to see some burrow owls at the zoo attached to Hershey Park in Hershey, PA. Nobody else with us had any idea why we were so excited about burrow owls. Good times. 
by their album called richard not dick. its a beautiful piece of work