Posted by Alex JD »
Add Comment »What the hell does “SKEEVED” mean?
Taken from the Urban Dictionary:
- Grossed out, disgusted, to get a sketchy feeling about a situation. Originates from the Italian word “schifo” which means disgust.
- To be freaked out, weirded out, revolted by or generally turned-off by something or someone
What an experience it was for me to get into a new band and record again. I show up on a Friday afternoon and meet these guys that are looking for a bass player and the next thing I know it, on the following Tuesday afternoon I am starting work at Moonbabe Studio on this crazy song. I (and I believe the rest of the guys) learned & recorded the tracks chronologically as they appear on the record. Christ I thought I was never gonna finish this thing! So many little fills and the damn chorus is different every time. When we were first playing this baby in rehearsal, I could tell that Schrecker and Jon could not remember the exact order of the parts in the chorus sections either.
I doubt any of us can get it out of our head’s now. Every song has a picture to represent it on the record cover poster that is included when you buy the CD. The picture that represents this song is of a girl with a gun to her head on her knees in front of a guy (me) with his pants down. Now doesn’t that seem “skeevy”? [Read more →]
Posted by Jon Phillips »
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The CD release party is on October 22nd in Montreal, and believe me, you want to be a part of this!
Here are the infos:
4848 St-Laurent, Montreal
It’s at 8pm and it’s $8! There will be fire performers, fetish acrobats, complimentary wine and a lot more kick-ass stuff! Be there! :)
Posted by Schrecker »
4 Comments »Life is balance. Half of the time I’m wondering what the hell is wrong with me and the other half I’m amazed at how much I love your fucking ass.
But right now – the rain has pulled all the dust from the air. It smells like the first kiss you ever had with the coolest person you’ve ever met.
And then it’s all down hill from there.
The hate of winter is near.
And speaking of hate I went to the Liberal Party of Canada fund raiser at the PUSH Art Gallery on St. Laurent. No I don’t hate the Liberal Party or any party (maybe the Yogic Flyers but that’s just cuz their too damn happy to be alive). I just hate people. And this isn’t good for social situations like this. It makes me stand by myself. A little cloud of self loathing for even being there swirling above my head.
Justin Trudeau was the guest of honor – he showed up in cell-phone form because he was on the Campaign trail in North Bay – understandable – but a little bit funny too. His lovely wife held him up for all to hear (Pregnant women are so goddamn hot don’t you think?). I was drinking down as much free wine as I could. I wondered if the people there ‘d ask me to stop. I kind of wanted them to. I would have said “It’s alright, I’m an artist. It’s my job.”
But there were Cultural Industrialists there that could have easily claimed the same thing. But really how can a 84 Billion dollar a year business have anything to do with art? Someone is making money somewhere – but it sure as fuck isn’t the artists.
And if you ever thought about voting – try this shit jacket on for size. This 84 billion dollar a year business of culture is supposedly going to be funded, in some fucked up Conservative Party theory, by 24 million dollars per year. Oh but it gets better – they’ll only give that 24 million (which is about the same amount as Stephen Harper spends on his summer cottage) to those few who are conforming to party standards and values of art. Let’s all sing together “Deutschland, Deutschland Uber Alas!” [Read more →]
