Las Tetas were another of the pleasingly raucous bands I found on the compilation album You’re not Invited. It’s their track that gives the retrospective it’s name. The lyrics say it all in this short, bitter blast:
You’re not invited. You know who you are. You’re not invited.
Apparently there is a trend overseas to send people you’re not invited cards, for weddings and parties and that, just so everyone’s clear. Weird world.