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About Me

Los Ojos Diabolicos was created from a mix of dirt, beer, and whiskey with the intent to take over the world. Not much is known about their creators, but experts believe that there was involvement from extraterrestrial beings. Most likely an alien science fair project that was discarded deep within the sewers of the San Francisco bay area over 5 thousand years ago, the members of Los Ojos were forced to wait patiently for an unsuspecting public to flush musical instruments down their toilets....an act which would ultimately bring about their demise.
Relying solely on dirt, beer, and whiskey as their only source of sustenance for over 5 millennia forced an evolution in the genetic makeup of Los Ojos which not only gave each member powers beyond the scope of human comprehension, but also created a physiological dependency on dirt, beer, and whiskey, which Los Ojos must consume in large quantities for continued survival. In addition to this, over the years Los Ojos developed a fanatical devotion to professional wrestling and Mexican radio which would shame even the most devout theologian.
It is this combination of dirt, beer, whiskey, professional wrestling and Mexican radio that is the driving force behind their quest for world domination. Hailed by some as the saviors of mankind and chastised by others as complete morons, Los Ojos remain steadfast in their determination for the completion of their task. Los Ojos Diabolicos will not rest until the world is theirs.
This isn't your average ordinary surf rockabilly punk type band. Once you have seen them....you may never be the same.....Beware of Los Ojos, Fear Los Ojos, Love Los Ojos!
"[Los Ojos] will pump you up so much you'll want to kick an elderly in the face."
-The Donkey Crew
"I pretty much listened to Los Ojos the entire time I was kicking ass on those pinche Southerners."
-Abraham Lincoln
"Los Ojos Diabolico's will set your ass on fire. I saw one of them kickfilp 17 chickens from the top rope on Sabodo Tarde"
-Cocksucker John

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Member Since: 2/23/2006
Band Website: electriccowbell.com
Band Members: El Jeffe - Lead Vox
Special Power: Unknown
Weapon of Choice: Brass knuckles
Finishing Move: Swooping eagle eye gouge
Arch Nemesis: Super Nachos

El Hombre Lobo - Lead Guitar
Special Power: Mind reading, although its useless because he can't read
Weapon of Choice: Double barrel shotgun
Finishing Move: Inverted scorpion heart rip
Arch Nemesis: Hippies

El Grande Chupacabra - Bass
Special Power: Invisibility
Weapon of Choice: Board with a nail through it
Finishing Move: Poised cobra face strike
Arch Nemesis: Men in spandex who are not professional wrestlers

El Metal Maniac - Rhythm Guitar
Special Power: Ability to turn into a toxic green mist
Weapon of Choice: Pillow case full of door knobs
Finishing Move: Rolling Thunder
Arch Nemesis: Tupac and Biggie

El Gringo Furioso - Drums
Special Power: Ability to destroy something by becoming angry at it
Weapon of Choice: Broken beer bottle
Finishing Move: Violent monkey clutch
Arch Nemesis: Hippies

Influences: A mix of Surf Rock, Rockabilly, Motorhead, The Ramones, and The Nudge. Add in a touch of Bad Brains, a shake of the Ventures, 1/2 cup of the Trashmen and the Cramps, and then top that off with some Iron Maiden, Slayer, and Sabbath. Don't forget to add around a cup of the Descendents, 2 ounces of Vintage Metallica, and some of our Local favorites to spice things up a bit, including: The Runs, The Faction, and The Clay Wheels, and the Fire Sermon. Then be sure to stir in the Rev. Horton Heat, some Deke and some Dick Dale, 4 table spoons of MC5, and a variety of 80's metal. Of course you canâ€™t forget the roots to this recipe which include an abundance of Classic rock including BTO, Bad Company, the Who, and a dash of Zeppelin. Bake it in the oven at 666 degrees for about 69 hours and then serve it hot with a bottle of PBR, a glass of Night Train, and about 40 ounces of Colt 45. Budweiser and shots of Jack Daniels are possible substitutes.
Sounds Like: One hand clapping....
Record Label: Back of Your Neck Records
Type of Label: None