nut paste
how come a nice guy like me can come to be slathered in so many types of nut/seed paste/pulp? i have to get analogue on so many puncher's asses. and here's what i think of rock and roll.
how come a nice guy like me can come to be slathered in so many types of nut/seed paste/pulp? i have to get analogue on so many puncher's asses. and here's what i think of rock and roll.
blog ready mother fucker. rebes[sic]action. etc.
(an ode to Pig Destroyer)
a bit late to write this up, but nevertheless, this was a top first practice. we'd discussed the songs outside the practice room and everything so it was easy enough to be professional and just play the fuckers. i remember it was really hot, and in the amsterdam room of scream studios. we played some songs (the names of which appear in other posts) and had some jams. it was good.
the most important thing about this practice is that it was technically The Hindujas, the band being simply Thom and I (grilly). Laur was in London with his autophagic pop group. Tom Foreman was on hand to donate jammy dodgers to our cause, and provide helpful comments. the other most important thing was that we asked him to join the band. we are now a four piece, officially, if not yet in practice.
scream studios' venue room (or something)