Dub, Noise, Grime, Classical Music, Poker, Hot chicks with tattoos, 808's, Akai's, old guitars, booze, smoke, bass (for that booty booty booty, of course), aww you know, anything ol' thang that makes noise, has booty, and sounds like the apocalypse.
Sounds Like
the apocalypse and/or yo momma...simultaneously....at the very same time....loudly....i mean..really, really loud. you'll see.... BAM!! IN YO FACE!! IN YO FACE!!...sucka.
Born to a family of native immigrants, Twist struggled as a child to think within the box and went crazy, naturally. After many months of berating his inner child, Ricky, stabbed him in the face with the Dagger of Mediocrity's Bane. Socially doomed, Twist inverted and reverted to childhood wonder and fear and secluded himself amongst the din and their implied creatures.
Burt Zakiraq, the bastard child of cdatakill and an 808 and part of Marilyn Monroe's skull, emerged from the frozen tundra of Siberia some time during the 70's to seek the sacred Siamese Demon Monsters, who posses the true power to unravel the universe by the sheer strength of their meow during a frenentic broadcast of Slayer's "Angel of Death" over the studio monitors.
Just read ur interview @ connextion bizzare. I like it. Also listened to a Black Collar Crime track which is good. (i guess dats demo, right?). Like it too. So, wish ya all plans and dreams come true.
I remember ya since u were Cassandra Datakill. It was DHR times...what a wonderfull time it was (for me). =)
