I don't need anymore friends
I have enough to make my eyes bleed..
Some people wanna be sexy
I just want you to stop fucken staring at me....
You cannot hurt me you fool- I'm not one of you...
I'm an Oldskool Deathrock Artist / Musician from New York, currently residing in Detroit, Michigan (The 6th level of Hell, according to Dante).
I have been in the L.A. Underground for many years but have gone into seclusion.My ambition is to be both crafty guitarist and a Virtuoso.
Dreams are like Angels, they keep bad at bay
Love is the light scaring darkness away...
Don't fall in love with me
I'll Fucken kill you...
Don't add me. Not because I don't like you, but because I hate you- unless I know you, in which case I REALLY hate you. And if your band sucks, then I don't want to know you, or your friends, or their friends friends, or their girlfriends. Well, maybe their girlfriends. Hell, I probably did them already anyway...
I don't wanna live forever... just longer than you.
I get my kicks on DI19026.
Screams are where a man invents himself
I'm outta control-I'm up for parole-I'm gonna explode!-
I'm gonna explode!
I don't hate you...
Just the reflection of me in your eyes!
Let's skirt the issue of Discipline
Let's start an illusion with hand and pen
Smother my words, and start again
Accept the gift of Sin
'Ignite' my Blog you Maggot!
The Velvet room is Open!
I'll eat your heart with a side of fava beans
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Tyler Durden Says;
"The first rule of file sharing
is you do not talk about file sharing. "
I spent 70% of my time on DC++ Downloading shit I shouldn't from companies who have been ripping me off for years, but when I'm not wasting my life in front of a CRT, I like to relax by showing my contempt for religious zealots and bursting into periodical shouts of "Fuck the RIAA!" in sort of a cerebral St. Vitas Dance.
I have a highly developed social counciousness and am an active member of
PETA
I could give a shit if you have a podcast. I don't want your spam, your porn, your desparate plea for attention. I'd rather poke your eyes out with a tuning fork. I hate Republicans, so take your fake money with bigheaded presidents thats been dragged through the gutter and go. I could care less if my page takes forever to load. Get DSL or get off my back.
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The blue eyes of children
They shine without fear
Hope is the future
With oceans of cheer
When two tribes go to war
The point is so that you can score
Whats wrong with the world?Well, what can I say, it's a new millennium and nothing's changed, same old bullshit, same old song. Here we are clogged down by neuropolotics, skyrocketing inflation, and pointless wars.
Has nothing changed?
It seems that the world is nothing but a big dumping ground for the scum of humanity, but hey- what makes us so great anyway? In a few hundred years we will probably figure out a way to kill ourselves off anyhow. Thats the way of evolution- or so I'm told.
Lucky for me, I know that whets really important is the here and now. It's what I live for.
People always ask me why I'm into Death rock anyway, and I tell them because they are too naive to appreciate it. Deathrock is a state of mind. It's not what most people assume at all; they usually think were either crazy, or we worship the Devil. How ridiculous. What they don't seem to get is that Deathrock is not simply revelry in death, but a celebration of life, by the acceptance of ones own mortality.
Peace with ones own limitations reveals an inner strength.
I could go on and on about all the cool people I know, and how much popularity I have experienced, but modesty is a virtue- and if it isn't it should be. I am an artist and take pride in my work, even though I know that great artists are never truly appreciated during their lifetime.
I accepted this at a very early age, and it has helped me immensely to cope with the basic shit of day-to-day life.
Well I suppose at this point I should point out that whatever you believe, you could achieve and you shouldn't allow anyone to tell you otherwise.
Theres a great deal of things I can tell you about the world and how fucked up it is and how I always felt like I didn't belong in it- but hey, thats what Deathrock's all about; accept it, live with it... Love It!
Notes on the LA UndergroundThe first time I walked into a real LA Deathrock club , everyone had an attitude- like 'Dont talk to me, dont fuck with me, dont even sit by me.' The place I went to had a Hugh dance floor, and even though there were tons of chairs they were all full. The place was pitch black and it was lit only by backlight.
I was far too uncomfortable to dance, since I didn't know anyone. Some girl left her table and got up to dance.
I had noticed that the people at that table were the most interesting people in the place, the way they dressed and carried themselves, so I walked up to one of the guys who was sitting there, and asked him, "Is this seat taken"?
He says, "Yes, it is." With one of those condescending tones you might give to someone you consider beneath you- So I grabbed the chair and sat right down, with a big ass shit eating grin on my face, and said, "Yeah, you're damn right, it is!"
You would have laughed your ass off to see the look on his face. He was so shocked at what big balls I had to be so arrogant, that he immediately thought I was the coolest person he ever met!
I have a weird habit of making friends like that; with the kind of people you wouldn't expect; I mean scary people (you wouldn't even think of approaching) really click on me because of the way I carry myself- and my 'I don't give a fuck!' attitude. Its cool.
He ended up being one of my best friends for many years after that.
Thats what its like there. You almost have to prove yourself, but once they accept you, you're like a fixture.
If you go to a rave or something everyone is friendly, you know what to expect, but the whole Goth scene is really cliquish. If you don't know someone, you're like an outsider and are treated as such.
It's like being back in Deathrock high school. Everyone wants to fit in with the cool people, but if you are cool, then people will try to suck up to you, and morons like Marilyn Manson try to emulate you... and if your a narcissistic glamour hound you may end up in an issue of Propaganda Magazine .It's funny.
In the end, all you really get stuck with is a reputation!
I have both a good, and bad rep, which has followed me around for years. You get a good rep for being a cool person, but then you have the bad rep that follows you around like the plague for the bad shit you do- like cheating on a lover, or other scandalous shit.
Deathrock clubs are really like a bad soap opera. Everyone wants to dramatize everything to death.
Then again, YA GOTTA LOVE IT!!
"I'm a nice guy, but I don't love you...
I just wanna sleep with you"-Wall of Voodoo
The Beauty of Poison
"He never wanted to
Suffer this Fate
All the girls have fallen for
The Man they Love to Hate!"
- The Stranglers
Retro Punk 90's. Sometimes you feel like a punk. Sometimes you don't
80's! I'm Livin' in the 80's!
Erata: *Helter Skelter was around since 1987 @ the now extinct Mr.J's Ballroom at 5612 Sunset Bvd. It followed a string of other underground clubs such as Ground Zero, The Scream, Zombie Zoo, Lectisternium, Release the Bats, Kontrol Faktory, Hapihaus, The Crypt, Club with No Name, The Gaslight, Al's Bar, Club Fuck, Red Tape, Club Lingerie, Das Bunker and several others which changed locations nightly.
Little known scene facts;
*Tom Petty went to Zombie Zoo one night and loved the place so much, he wrote a song about it.
*Madonna showed up at Kontrol Faktory one night and when they refused her at the door she said "Do you know who I am?" to which clu
b own
er Mike Hell replied, "Yes, and that's exactly why you can't come in!"
*Contrary to what I've been reading while researching some info for my commentary, Rozz Williams did not coin the phrase Deathrock. Having known him, he would have laughed at the very idea of it.
Rozz Williams ( Roger Alan Painter ) - Died 4-1-1998 - Hung Himself ( Goth Rock ) Born 11-5-1963 - Was a member of Christian Death
It's never a good idea to disturb me while I'm working
Cathulu is Watching!
Here I am, hard at work. Good planning makes good results.
I didn't want to make an exact copy so much as take the concept and run with it.
I was plesantly suprised by the results!
This is an early piece I did. It's slightly faded with age (airbrush paints do that) which is why I tend to stick with Acrylics; they retain their original look longer, but they're hell on airbrushes... they clog easily.
I like chicks that are smokin'
I've had several requests to post some more of my handiwork, so for your enjoyment here are several of my favorite pieces.
Strawberry Fields Forever
All these strawberrys and not one Fucken mushroom!
What good is nature if you can't abuse it?
Something Dark was my radio show on KLCS in Hawaii. Now it lives only in my dreams and some 40+ cassete tapes hiding in my closet. One day when 'Netradio is freed from the clutches or bastardly RIAA it will live again! Of course by then I'll have to call it something cool like "Ressurection Radio."Once again I must scream it.... FUCK THE RIAA! Pricks.
Maybe I'll have to go Gangsta on their ass!
White wedding? I don't think so!
Little White Wedding Chapel though. Ironic?
Arm wrapped around neck
Hmmm... Should have done it while I had the chance...
I'm not bitter, lol
;)
My Faithful Guitar never Cheats on Me.
I saw this equation the other day... I have a hard time trying to disagree? Then again im dyslexic, I could be wrong. You do the math.
Here I'm dancing onstage for Deathride 69 at Red Tape, I think. Around '88.
Hmmm... I wonder which cute girls have been ranking me?