Music:
Member Since: 9/18/2005
Band Website: oddioblender.com
Band Members: Gustuf - Words, Side-Scrolling Bass, Synthesorcery, Electronic Conjuration
Monroe - Lethal Battleaxe, More Words, Berserker Rage +10, Baby Generator
Influences: Primus, Aphex Twin, Pink Floyd, Squarepusher, Jimi Hendrix, Bob Marley, At the Drive-In, Mars Volta, Sparta, Beatles, Throbbing Gristle, Nobuo Uematsu, Koji Kondo, Akira Yamaoka, They Might Be Giants, Nine Inch Nails, Tom Waits, Venetian Snares, Les Claypool's Frog Brigade, Joy Division, Radiohead, PJ Harvey, Sepultura, Brian Eno, GWAR, Oingo Boingo
Sounds Like: Your mother........Playing video games in the morning sun, an armageddon morning sun and in the background you can hear violins but they're being played by zombies and those zombies are merely puppets, puppets woven of the hair of unicorns and those unicorns were found by me, yes me, in the dark caverns of Kom Kith Kar, where robotic ninjas lurk and stone man samurai patrol the caverns ready to kill all who come near but that was no problem because i had gangstas, yes gangsta rappers armed with bling and talk and attitude and we capped those suckas, and after we capped them i had to give them a percentage of the sales of the video we shot in the dungeon called Elves Gone Wild, you see, and the guy who paid for this all was a man named Rollo, who was the baddest bitch on the block, they used to call him Mongol because he would eat your ass if you smelt tasty and by "Tasty" i mean like a lying ass bitch, and he had a special futuristic police force working in his pocket that he could bring to life with a drop of water and an over - they were just like shrinky dinks but one day, he gave a payment to a man named Donald Faison and told him to take to the local burlesque and give it to a one-armed man named Smoky, but Smoky was ready to rob Faison when he entered the burlesque because OH HO it was not a burlesque at all it was a meat market where female butchers lived, really hot female butchers and they sold the meat of people they danced for and then slipped rufies into their drinks because when you're aroused all the blood goes to your genitals and none of it is left in the mind, so the meat is tender cause all the blood is gone and they sold that, but then Faison killed them all with his adept sorcery that he learned from the ghost of Crazy Horse who he had met in a ghost town years ago in a ghost bar and they had gotten into a ghost fight and after that Faison bought Crazy Horse a ghost drink and they had a ghastly good time, but then Faison escaped, but that's when Tubo comes in, and see, Tubo was an African slave that fell into a time machine during the Civil War, cause he was running from his master and a time vortex opened because of the Great Time Wurm flatulating at around the same time Tubo was around the exact micromicromicromicropixel of the milky Way Galaxy that was shifted by this flatulance, we usually don't notice this because the Great Time Wurm usually flatulates in the opposite direction, and now Tubo sits in the center of time waiting for a champion to appear, a champion to free him from his bondage, for you see, he was the greatgreatgreat grandfather of Donald Faison, and now he sits in the center of time saying "Rollo Wants His Money, Motherfucker" and that comes to me, I write music that sounds like this long epic, because it probably won't make any sense to such a small mind. I still owe five bucks to fucking Rollo. He still wants his money. Bastard. I didn't even want to do that video.
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