Member Since: 11/13/2006
Band Website: myspace.com/planetaids
Band Members:
Influences: going down the drain...
Sounds Like: Someone thought it sounded like this::: "You think you’ve heard it all? The crappiest production, the worst musicians and songwriting that would scare away a rabid grizzly bear? Think again. Varg Vikernes and ‘The Shower Rape Choir’ couldn’t make this noise, even if they clogged up the toilet sink and were left there to die of aids. This wouldn’t even be the soundtrack of such a movie. This is the soundtrack of a coma.
Hell, his is not even music. This is cock teasing for a deaf and dumb Vietnam veteran without hands, so he can’t yank it. Really, you’d have to be at least physically or mentally seriously handicapped, just to be able to like this… this… stuff. If you are reading this, while in the back of your head, something begins to itch, and your IQ is suddenly freefalling while wondering what the hell is wrong with your speakers, jump out of a window. It’s not only a quicker and more merciful way to go, it also beats the crap out of living, while knowing this band actually got signed.
If you are fortunately enough not having put the CD in you player yet, please don’t. You probably got this from a friend whom you suspect to have sex with your girlfriend. He does. And this is his way of telling you: “You are a loser!†As a matter of fact, if you are able to listen to Planet Aids without committing suicide, self mutilation or at least throwing up a good couple of times, he is right. You are a loser, you are seriously ill and should consider the aforementioned actions. If you actually like this, you are already dead and went to hell. The music you would be hearing is not what you think it is.
There is only one kind of people who should be happy this shit actually exists: American interrogators at Abu Ghraib and Guantánamo Bay. Even James Bond would break in no time if you put this on. Ok, there might be a way to build some resistance against the catatonic effects of Planet Aids. Select the most shitty, underproduced, untalented, (raw, as they would call it themselves) black metal CD from your collection. Make sure it has an intro, and put the intro track on repeat. Before it starts getting to your nerves, make somebody tie you up in a chair and crank up the volume. By the time you are experienced in this, to a point where you can walk around all day with headphones playing the same crappy intro on full volume, you might be ready for ten minutes of Planet Aids.
Enjoy your coma.....
Record Label: unsigned
Type of Label: Major