Black Mold started in the basement of the old Guelph house. Upon moving in and setting up a jam room the residents soon discovered a stanky old smell that emanated from beyond the walls. One faithful jam Luka proclaimed that a new punk band be named after the savage odor, and the shitty music duo became known as Black Mold. The two Guelphs worked on a few songs in that rank basement as the other residents cooked smelly food upstairs and drank beer on the roof of the house. They practiced every time they got tipsy or got a hankering for some loud angry thrash. Sometimes, strange looking house guests would stop by, and the two young stinkers would play their songs to clear out the unwanted guests. When young friend KAIII would come over, he would hear the moldy tunes reverberating from the dank basement, and he would wonder to himself, "Who doth play such moldy thrash??†KAIII would come to spend more quality time at ye olde Guelph house, and I asked him if he would be so bold as to join the duo on Bass twanger. We gave him an old bass giter that had Black Mold on the strings and he was instantly hooked/ill from his first encounter with the delicious spores. Later, Kyle would get a craving for more mold, and would courageously ask if he could play six moldy strings to get his much needed spore fix. We had all of about two actual jams with the whole original band, and had numerous guest appearances - also crunky friends who were stimulated enough to growl along to the moldy junk. A single tape with three musty songs was recorded one faithful night on a tape deck that would soon be out of commission due to the sticky mold that overtook the feeble electronic system. The tape was widely distributed in rural areas of Serbia, downtown Amsterdam, the squats of Berlin and heroin parks of Prague, which caused a well known and publicized outbreak of terminal respiratory illness that was mistaken for a biological terrorist attack or possibly even SARS. Old Bull Lee said it was the blackest winter in fourteen years. Fellow Serbs turned the black moist sludge into an alcoholic beverage that has come to be called BUDJOVACHA, Amsterdamers rolled phatty J's with the acrid matter, Berliners stuffed their sausages with it, and yelled "Vudest du mich kussen!?", the black slime oozing from their lips... The plague was upon Europe, the thrash had inevitably spread and infected the unsespecting masses. currently we are jamming and working on new songs, hopefully playing shows in the near future. Infesting a venue near you soon. BEWARE!!! Impending Respiratory Illness!!! BLACK MOLD!
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Member Since: 1/20/2007
Band Members: me
Influences: ...Mold?
Sounds Like: Moldy Thrashy Fast Hardcore Punk With Sludgy Break-your-neck Downs
Record Label: Tape Recorder
Type of Label: Indie