Totally Pumped!

HolyshitholyshitholyFUCK!!! I'm so excited, 5 of my nipples are tingling, and the sixth one's looking as though he might like to join in! Why, you ask?  Well, let me just bring you up to speed on what's been going on. About 2 weeks ag... Nope, can't do it, can't do the background and the buildup, just too damned excited so I'll go for the blurt it right out.  This evening, two of my old Band mates from NeoMorte, one new Band mate (freshly recruited and I figure perfect for the task at hand) and myself are hitting a rehearsal studio to slam out some seriously nasty music.  The type of music polite society frowns upon and forbids it's collective daughters to listen to. You know, FUN music, LOUD music, uncomfortably HONEST music that cares not whom it pisses off, annoys, or exposes! Okay, now that I got that out, here's a little background: Styler and Kev, my old Lead Guitarist and Drummer from 15 years ago, got together last week for just a little friendly jamming, and somehow my name came up (along with the fact that we were all in the same killer way ahead of it's time Band).  They called, suggested a reunion of sorts, I shit myself stupid, agreed that this was a most acceptable plan, then shit myself some more.  How could I react any other way?  These 2 guys are, without a word of exaggeration, not only the best musicians it has ever been my privilege to play with, but 2 of the best musicians I have ever seen and heard - and I have seen a serious SHITLOAD of musicians in my time!!! The other fellow, OiBoy, has been a very good pal for quite some time, and I know he's up to the task - I once saw him carry his entire Band through a gig - they stood there like they were waiting for a bus while OiBoy leapt, spun, gyrated and kept the audience riveted, still managing to play his Bass and perform ALL the vocals.  And now the four of us are hooking up for some serious, high velocity, psychotic Punk/Metal. MassCool!! Now I'm too worked up to write anymore, can't wait to dive head-first back into that good 'ol Rock & Roll mindset, and so, off I fuck!  I'll let you know how it went, adiós for now!  

Cats are so much fucking cooler than us!

Countdown

Well, how many days now? How many more sleeps til we have to show the entire fucking world what we spent our allowance on? Well, Mr. Entire Fucking World, we bought ourselves  'a - do - it - yourself'  police-state kit, and we got us a nifty 'Basic Rights and Freedoms Eradication Device', plus a little something to take the edge off that tricky 'drug problem' thing, and a pamphlet outlining the best ways to fuck the health-care system, the education system and my central nervous system. After this spending spree, we noticed we hadn't saved anything for later, for like, snow and stuff, and now it's being helicoptered in from other mountains.  I say, leave it. Then we'll see just how fucking skilled and talented these athletes are.  If they can effectively ski downhill on water, twigs and very small rocks, they will have earned my respect.  As it sits, all they've earned so far is the 'honor' of competing in this  money wasting, dehumanizing, criminal joke.  And still, the rich get richer. Fuck 'em all.