Overview
A loud shrill spills into the cold night sky... what the fuck could it be? Nothing... except the largest punk rock behemoth EVER. Bill Fucking Cosby, bred from obscurity, driven by chocolate pudding ERUPTS in a mass of fire, brimstone, and JELL-O! The three powerhouses behind the madness--AdamBomb, Ty BLARGH!!, and Cameron Cosby--are set out on a mission, to destroy, pillage, and burn down modern America and create a land for the Cos, and by the Cos.
Cosby is the way...are you in this leviathans way, or will you be crushed under the heels of the punk rock Hercules?
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Chapter 1 - "The Beginning"
Amidst the darkness, and into the light comes a living, breathing, wall of pure unadulterated screaming punk rock madness.
Bred in the hallowed walls of what once was Hobbs, New Mexico, Bill Fucking Cosby sat out to do one thing... to bring forth the messages of the one, true lord, thou Master Cosby.
And brought forth the message they did. The small New Mexican town was ransacked, set ablaze and burned the fuck down. A top the still burning embers and ashes, a Jell-O factory arose, and in it the prophets known only as Cameron Cosby, and AdamBomb honed their skills, and blended together what is a sound of sonic brutality mixed with the humbleness of chocolate chaos pudding---swirled don'tcha know.
In only a short time Bill Fucking Cosby has been called "The REAL Religous expierence"--baptising their groupies in a bath of semen and pudding--they have created minions amassed the world over.
So come along, join the revolution, and GET DOWN FOR THE COS!---And ladies, when you get down for the Cos, take off them bra's!!!!
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Chapter 2 - "...And So It Continues"
With two releases under their belt, and the addition of yet other musical titan, as well as the third prophet---Ty Gleaves, is there really any stopping this hardcore punk rock juggernaut? The answer should come as no surprise....
NO.
It is that simple, you see, there is no stopping these mad, axe wielding, homicidal Cosbianites. The world is ours, the world will bow down, and the WORLD SHALL TAKE NOTE--Because the end is nowhere in sight, and the slayings have only just begun. Lock your doors, pathetic mortals, hide underneath your beds and security blankets. BE SCARED, FOR YOU ARE WARNED. The homicide that is the Cos, will surely turn into an all out GENOCIDE of everything and everyone not of the Cosby.
It has only just begun, the Jell-O factory doors have been blown open, and the three psychopathical men are standing in the doorway, silhouetted by the fire, the anger, and the hate that the world has dealt unto them, are you down? Or are you another weak human for them to feast upon? Becuase let me tell you, if you are in the way your bodies, minds, souls and BLOOD shall be devoured.
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Chapter 3 - "The Chronicles of Cosby-a-Riddic Continue to Grow"
After countless petty human lives have endoured such torture and punishment, it has become clear that BFC means business. After the annihilation of Bob Barker in the BFCWF (Bill Fucking Cosby Wrestling Federation) as heard in the track from their third audio book of rites (CD to those of you out of the know) entitled "Bill Cosby and Chuck Norris vs. Bob Barker" and the singling out of Gary Bussey in yet another song. It is clear, if you aren't down for the Cos, you ARE to be ran the fuck over. Celebrity status WILL NOT save you.
"Bill Fucking Cosby ain't nuthin to fuck wit!"-Wu Tang Clan
(that maybe somewhat misquoted but who really gives a shit?)
Now the next step gets put into motion... the battle lines are drawn, the only question is, "which side are you on?"
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Chapter 4 - "A New Era"
Co-Founder of the Cosby Coalition, Cameron Cosby was forced out after an unfortunate occurrence within the prophetic four. After a near two month hiatus AdamBomb, and Ty finally felt the time was right, and the time was now... little did they know a big change was taking place. A change that would certainly rock the foundation of Bill Fucking Cosby FOREVER.
A new face among us has risen. A new voice of the Cos' is with us. Thessy Cosby, a small little thing with a fucking mouth that demands respect... but rarely gets it.
After a small recording session of four songs, it was clear that this was to be, this is what Master Cosby has intended, and with the threat of Hurricane Cosby looming over the entire country of the U.S.A. - the message is clear, the action, destruction, and damage will be that of biblical proportions. Massive flooding, five-hundred mile per hour winds, and lightning that could strike in the blink of an eye. Oh, take notice, take cover, and kiss the ass of the Cos.
Hell hath no fury like the new ERA OF THE COS!
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Chapter 5 - "Moving Along"
Unfortunate for the elite, the New Era would be, ironically what the new CD would be called, "The New Error." The one who was known as Thessy Cosby was but a mere flash in the band, and the CD never saw the light of day.
To the dismay of thou Creator Cosby, BFC was stricken a crippling blow for months. Then somewhere, out of the clouds the prophetical ones were shown a lining in the clouds... and it was good. AdamBomb's life shifted and changed, and he had the first taste of a new pudding, one that was of love. It was the sweetest pudding that had ever graced his spoon.
Then, out of nowhere, totally unbeknownst to anyone, a practice ensued... that breathed new life into BFC. Featuring the guitar shredding of a new Soldier for the Cos, as well as the voice of that same trooper. The Cos recruits another soul... so it is written, so it shall come to pass.
The Cos will take over the world. Run now, for your pathetic mortal life is no match for this, the punk rock giant, the punk GOD that is... Bill Fucking Cosby.
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Chapter 6 - "The Boys Are Back In Town"
After several unsuccessful attempts at re-unleashing a fury upon the world that was devastating, BFC found itself at a crossroads... of which were a coldesac, a proverbial dead-end. BFC was crippled for months. Those who were the prophetical ones, were merely, just people.
Jacob Cosby went just as he came, and the voice of the Cos was stricken with the worse case of strep throat that could have ever been imagined. Both Typhoon and AdamBomb were the only two left, the maniacal madmen of music were left, alone... cold... and without sweet succulent pudding. Sad times graced the world, and with it, came the unholy alliance of shitty music back to claim what was rightfully BFC's... fame, money, chicks, and more chicks. Boo that.
Then, out of the darkness came a traveling missionary, a man who spoke the language of the Cos, and for the Cos. This, missionary, a practictioner of this, what some call, "faith," had found his way to where it all began. The somewhat 'dead language' was being spoken, and preached, from the hilltops, to the mountians, and all the way into the valleys, flowing across lakes, streams, rivers, and spilling over into the ears and hearts of like minded Pudding Punkers worldwide.
And so it begins again.
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Chapter 7 - "Propaghanda Machine"
The now triple assault of Danger Brian, AdamBomb, and the re-dubbed "Hollywood Ty" have gone back to the rubble of the Jell-O Factory where it all began, setting atop the rubble they amassed. Pimp yeah, motherfucker.
Now the Cos has reformed, bigger, and stronger than ever. The pudding flows in the veins, pumping feverish amounts of fire, power, and good ole chocolate pudding in the hearts of the soon to be notorious triplets of Cosby Connonade. Full of gusto and virtuosity they have been working tirelessly to take the world over once again! Now they have produced propaghanda, merchandise, and other nifty shit! Buy it now, or be damned into the world of mediocrity, FIGHT FOR THE COS! Don't let this pass you by, you too can make a difference in this mucilaginous militia!
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Chapter 8 - "A New Kind of B.F.C. Army"
Many moons had passed since The Dangerous One had joined the Army, and a new recruitment had found his way into the mix. Enter, "The Spooky One" - "Es Spooky Shrek" Jayson, had found the united three and began his pursuit to join in on the musical madness. A master of the bass, he brought in something that had never been, a heavy edge. Pieces began to really fall together for B.F.C. - for the first time since the Jell-O Factory doors had blown open, and after eight line-up changes, there was chemistry amassed thou master Cosby had never seen. And he was pleased.
The NEW and IMPROVED prophetical four set out to rape the fuck out of the land in which they dwelled. With many-a-show under their belts they preached the gospel of the Cos' high, and low. Photo's, t-shirts, pins, CD's, DVD's, and patches began sweeping the land. Pretty soon everyone had a piece of the four. - And they found new listeners, new sheep to be trained in the ways of which they were brought up. By word of mouth alone, they've become a legacy... peril shall soon fall amongst your pathetic lives. The B.F.C. Army continues to grow, and the stormtroopers are on their way to YOUR FRONT DOOR BRINGING A WAR!
Say your prayers, devote your souls to the highest power you believe in... but if it isn't thou Lord Cosby, you will find yourself in a Jell-O Pudding HELL, tortured listening to New Kids On the Block, and not the old hardcore shit either, just the shitty songs. I urge you, if you have not been lucky enough to experience this... this RELIGION live, view the live videos... feel the sonic brutality course through your veins, feel the shiver of the Cos' run up and down your spine. One question remains...
Are YOU adequately prepared to shit your fucking britches bitches? The B.F.C. Army is in full force from first class marines like, "The Pudding Platoon Goons," to the small gangs such as, "The Chaotic Chronic Chocolate Cronies," and "The Lemony Lactating Lackeys," are out there. Spreading the word of the Cos', and have devoted their diets to pudding.
Oh yes, trouble is afoot. Get Wit It NOW!
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To learn more about the member's check out their profiles here on myspace:
Danger Brian
AdamBomb's Myspace
Hollywood Ty
BFC On Myspace
BFC On Soundclick.com (OVER 90 FREE SONGS!)
BFC On Mohawk Radio
<a href="http://myspace.com/billfuckingcosby"
This band is not meant to be taken seriously. Whether we are regarded as parody, satire, or critical commentary, it's all the same to us. We are not affiliated with the celebrity Bill Cosby in anyway shape or form, we're merely just fans, who decided to be in a lame band and write dumb songs about pudding and punk rock. We respect Bill, and all the work he's done with organizations such as the NAACP, long live BFC!
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