lloyd_arcesia

Damn I've been busy. I didn't get shit for Xmas, but fuck I'll give a damn some other time. My best bro though got fucked. He is institutionalized, and they put his fat ass on total lock down, and he has been moved from the co-ed space to the violent men's ward. I planned to chill with him most of this holiday season- so needless to say I miss him a lot. Other then that life's ok, but it could be a hell of a lot worse. I've been being a total slut, my poor- poor cock is so sore from over use, and I'm broke and running low on condoms. Merry XXXmas to me. Last month my drummer didn't show for a gig, and blew me off completely (a first in three years). Needless to say the evil Pink Swastikas (and Duriat's Children) are at this moment no more. I was a little depressed about him ditching me, but now it is a relief. With the Pink Swastikas I had to run everything, and be total cunt to make everyone practice, and if I wasn't a cunt shit simply didn't happen. God the only time I want to be a cunt is when I'm on stage. I loved that band though. We we're perfectly named. We pissed off the Nazis cock suckers that lived down the street from our compound(they don't like minorities or the color pink), and the liberal whiny cry baby piss ant hipsters equally(they pretend to be tolerant but only if you pay lip service to their party line, they ain't big on Swastikas either) We were the angriest pissed off rainbow of politically incorrect integrated hicks who blew most bands that we played with right off the stage. (I have tapes to prove it) When we hit the stage jaws would, and people would shit. A my honky hick ass, a spick, a cha-gook, and for the early gigs a insane biker (who just recently finished prospecting for his MC) would ponce on stage, I'd spray paint giant pink swastika on a huge piece of dry wall, and starting screaming obscenities, go ape shit and tear the roof off the fucking house, sometimes blood flowed, sometimes shit was broken, fights, lot of tits ass, my penis, and vandalism- but we never were half assed, we always played our hardest. WE WERE TOTAL ROCK AND ROLL. With the break up I'm leaving out a lot of shit, but its personal shit. I am going to miss working with NEGAMANN, JOHNNY LA VICEROY, its tough because I known those two so long its like I've been working with my little brothers. WELL ENOUGH BEING A FUCKING CRY BABY. I'm already in another band. In this band I'm the youngest instead of the oldest, and I never have to be an ass hole to take care of business, I show up practice, kick ass and they love me. I can't believe the epic wall of noise my new band kicks up, it must heard to be believed - SO IF YOUR IN DENVER- ON JAN 30 GET YOUR SORRY ASS DOWN TO THE BAR BAR AND SEE MOOD SYRIP. THIS WILL BE THE DEBUT WITH ME AS THEIR SINGER, COME SEE US NOW, BECAUSE SOON WE WILL BE A EVIL BOMBASTIC JUGGERNUT OF RAW ROCK N ROLL NOISE COMING TO DESTORY THE WHAT YOUR PATHETIC ASS THINKS ROCK IS. Come see us with rough edges- while you have the chance, this will be the only public fuck around gig that I ever do with this band.

JAN 30 Carioca Cafe 2060 Champa Denver, CO 80205 - 2528 (303) 296-1250