Two years, no singer and I was singing for another band ophthacare. I got fired from my job and fired from my band on the same day, so then I hit up Randy and said, “dude, you need a vocalist, right?” He’s like, “yeah.” So I went down there and tried out and fucken made it. He had quit like a week before ponstel. He said, “fuck it, I’m out, man. Fuck it.” Then they called him back and said, “we got a singer, dude.”
Oh yeah, balls.
Cat balls. Cat balls, sir.
The entire genre does not seem to be recognized with the level of respect it deserves, even with the massive numbers of Ozzfest or the Unholy Alliance. For some reason the American Idol cast-offs or Dixie Chicks seem to garner the perception of success while metal has met capacity crowds for years.
…but I always felt the puking was what kept those bands from asking us to go on tour with them or promoting us when they got record deals. It was never stated to us that’s what it was, but that’s the conclusion we drew.
Nowadays old school metal seems to be fading away and soon it can be forgotten. That’s why we are here, to bring back the furious, rabid angst of pure metal, to revamp that feeling that alone helped to develop a sound, a mystique that still drives our daily life.