Dark Desert

Welcome to my dark world of nothingness, where I pull sick stuff out of a semi-twisted brain. Press play on tape and go for it. Shit. I have a computer that hates me, the cheapest guitar possible that comes with humbuckers, a home assembled bass with body of an unknown brand, a mixer near 30 years old and a Marshall preamp, all cleverly connected to an almost dead stereo-rack, like the ones you always find at the local secondhand store or dump. This, I say, mixed with an constant urge to do something in the opposite direction of the popular and mainstream, give me the advantage of a unique sound. Yes, I play like a drunken old man and yes, it's crappy. And I love it. I make music to satisfy my own ego. If you like it, then we're two, if your friend likes it, heck, we're three! Cheers!