About Me
..Bio. The dreaded bio word. Thousands of AnR reps must be lined up to read band bio’s all day. Im sure right now theres a room full of people in Hollywood just sitting around reading band bio’s. Deciding who’s gonna be the next star and who’s not. For christ fucking sake man, I just can’t do it. I cannot join the thousands of bands who have literally pimped their accomplishments to 4 silent walls and a handful of extremely bored fans. I cannot for the life of me imagine why it would be important to sit here and list all of our accomplishments over the years. I’ve fucking done it. I’ve written a hundred bio’s for World Gone Mad. And not one of them did a fucking thing for anybody who wrote, read, or lived within it. I’ll say it again, our music IS our bio. I’ts our story. I’ts our life. I’ts as personal as you can get. Alot of those songs are about real shit that actually happened in one of the 4 members lives. Or a friends life. Or a fucking news story that pissed me off. Whatever. Im about as bored with the entire concept of writing out all the shit we’ve done for the last ten years as you can get. We’ve played a million shows, recorded, shopped, retained, waited, called, promoted, toured, drank, fought, fucked, people born, people died, ten years of club level lifestyle. Local stars. 10 min south of our hometown, were completely unknown. No big star promoting machine here, just 4 dudes who love metal trying to keep their dreams alive in the midst of some extremely complicated personal lives. Think about it. Have you ever read a bio that didnt sound just like the last one? All that shit printed out, and for what? So you can sound like you have a little more going on than the next club level band? Isn’t that formula getting a little old? A little stale? If we actually got to the point where a record label was truly interested in our band, and the AnR dude asks us, "Why no bio on your Myspace?" we would politely and professionally respond, "Until this very moment it hasn’t mattered, we’re sorry sir, it just never has". And we would be right. Our bio never has mattered. Only the music has. I’ts all we have anymore. So we stay true to that. Bio’s? Perfect pictures? Stage clothes? Hair and makeup?!?! Fuck all that. No more. No more perfect local stars just waiting with all the right credentials for Mr. Record Label Man. He’s not coming. Finally, we can just relax and concentrate on nothing but the music. Yea! World Gone Mad! The first band to truly not give a fuck anymore!
