I want to start a one man “band” making loud, angry, destructive heavy music. This is going to be quite a process:
1.))) Dust off my guitar and start jamming.
2.))) Dust off Stacy’s old keyboard, and our Grandpa’s fucking bad-ass electric organ, and relearn how to rock out on keys.
3.))) Procure a drum set and start banging on shit, freaking out like Animal and generally annoying everybody into submission.
4.))) Soundproof the basement (just kidding, sister…)
5.))) Record a shitty demo, transfer it to tape, and hang out in front of record stores in a crust punk jacket begging for donations.
6.))) Talk to anyone who will listen about all my plans when we get our big break, man. We’ll be on tour overseas with Sleep and you’ll still be stuck here baking your fuckin’ homemade gluten free scones, bro…
All this seems very involved, so I better start slow and just focus on settling on a band name for now. Uterine Betrayal and Death Stench Creeps are both already taken…
Having already laid claims of savage brutality over a swath of lands from Providence to Portland, experimental DOOM sufferers the body are steadily asserting themselves as perhaps the most devastating and uncompromising band in all of music. The duo recently self-released a hand-crafted five-song EP entitled The Tears of Job to supporters of their “help the body get a van” Indiegogo campaign.
The EP includes an outstanding cover of Jane’s Addiction‘s “I Would For You” with haunting vocal contributions from frequent collaborator Chrissy Wolpert. It may be the most immaculately despondent thing I have ever heard in my life. If you can find it, go listen to it in a warm, candle-lit bath with a suitcase full of razor blades.
Out Fucking Standing. Bonus points, the EP’s second track, “Pillar of Lightening” includes a vocal appearance from Full Of Hell psychopath Dylan Walker, what is hopefully a mere glimpse into the fury we can expect from a forthcoming rumored collaboration between the two savage collectives, who also just happen to be forging a trail of desperate scathing across the country together as we speak.