This band mastered flying by the seat of their (our) pants. Seven tours in just over three years, including eighteen weeks on the road over two separate stretches without so much as a demo tape. We moved to California with the intent of spreading our nonsense around the world, and I think we succeeded. After an admittedly dreadful debut EP and a split with our newfound Bay Area Brothers, we went to Big Rehab studios to make the record that was to our document for our 6 month US/Canada/US/Japan/US juggernaut. With Aaron/MENSCLUB and Matty Luv at the helm and piles of drugs guiding the way, we recorded this magic on a souped up four track...and the record wasn't ready for tour so we made these cassettes. The tour was epic (drove through a cornfield to gain access to the Canadian frontier, shit my pants, met my wife, got really sick, took PCP, destroyed two vans and a pickup truck, got caught jerking off in a log cabin...all kinds of fun), and we finally got the records 7 weeks into the journey.
I'm leaving for tour today with OPT OUT (click the band name dummy, our tour dates are right there). It will probably be less dangerous than my adventures with FUCKFACE, but my time with that band got me hopelessly hooked - and the thought of a Wednesday night in Salt Lake City with three touring bands is all of a sudden bizarrely appealing. I'll still be posting more sporadically from the road so your needs will still be met - but don't be mad if I miss a day here and there...I'm busy rockin'. Come see the shows, and bring me your tapes.