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Alone he stood, one. His name was Nigel, (or was it)? Shaking his head trying to relax the fog enveloping his brain he smiled. What had he done !!? Memories of the night before flooded in. Did he book a show? A laugh erupted and then ceased instantly as the hangover decided to kick his ass once again.
" No Worrys" he stated to no one in paticular.
He threw on his leather and braced himself to be assaulted by the cruel Wisconsin weather. Opening the door of his Disgraceland furnished apartment the idea hit him as hard as the bitter wind. Fritz was in town.
" That guy is up for anything." he said once again to himself.
Nigel headed straight for any bar knowing full well that if you needed to find a Fritz a bar was where to start. As he stepped into the first pub he could think of his sight fell upon the person he was after. A man (or was he?) sitting just a little too sure of himself for not having been in Manitowoc for a long time ever since...
..." So how's it going?" Nigel asked making his way over to his anticipated partner in crime.
" Still alive." Fritz replied pounding down what Nigel was sure was This man's breakfest.
" Wanna play in a band?" Nigel then asked pulling up a well worn stool with one leg too short giving it that wobble that would rival any police sobriety test.
" I quit playing music. I'm going to straighten up my life, become a productive member of society." Fritz answered, a smile slowly appearing across his life worn face.
" Sure you are." ...
... And so The Whore daddy-O's were born. A 3 chord, greasy, punk rock,chaotic, beer drinking, chasm of spasms, that'll make you want to shimmy, shake, grind, and quake. Alas the path was not without it's, how shall I put it ? Alright freakin' pains in the ass !!!!!! Bass players with attitude, drummers that are having withdrawls from Mountain Dew !!?? (I'm not kidding), and are personal favorite, our "rich kid" that thought it would be cool if we met his family and friends for drinks and a pheasant shoot. Enough said.
Finally, hanging on the bulletin board at the local music store, we found the answer. A skin thomper that was in the mood to make the ladys cry. Mike Who. Making his way through life the only way he knew how, shooting rock and roll straight into his veins with a turkey baster. A conspiracy evolved.Between the three of them, having played in the past with such bands as: Thee Insects, Public Disgrace, Johnny Wadd, Wisconsintration Camp, 3 Ring Psycosis, and The Shockers, we knew the talent was there and the time was right. The first release," Apologies In E", a ten song, kick in the head, that got all the hep cats dancing and screaming for more, premeired Fall 2000, and was followed up by a six song seven inch, " Kill Your Stepdad ", holding its own with Satan himself, premeiring Fall 2001.
Now, after dozens of shows playing everywhere from partys, to bars, to traveling four hundred miles to rock out in a basement for some kids in rural Iowa, we are on our third release and looking to invade your town with a little piece of chaos we like to call ROCK AND ROLL !!!
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CD: Kill Your Stepdad 7"
Label: Whorebag Records
Credits: All songs written by The Whore Daddy-O's |
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