now - (2007 and beyond) barley - guitar/vocals, chad-bass, steve-drums, briar - backdrop visuals/video commander and mastermind (when and where available) - then (original line up 1999-2005 more or less) barley-guitar/vocals, jake-guitar, chad-bass, jeremy-drums/extra vocals
Influences
a fascination with tinnitus and headaches, a fondness for feedback and amplifiers, cymbal crashes, snare drums, being bored, chillin, and a whole bunch of other stuff like that.
BIO (as gloriously written by j. snyder...we're not nearly this well spoken or self-adulating) - It's not everyday a band like Rebreather comes along. With a sound that
mirrors the complexity of the breathing process itself, the unit has been
exhaling distorted, molten hymns since 1999. While often categorized as an
offshoot of the doom metal genus, the fact remains that Rebreather has been
developing into something far more intriguing. They draw from the
thunderous volumes of Cavity and Floor as much as they do from Barkmarket's
twitchy finesse and Hum's melodic rumble. To say that Rebreather simply
mimics any of these acts is sorely missing the point. While some bands are
happy to move small chunks of ground by following their contemporaries,
Rebreather takes the tomes of the elder gods and completely rewrites them.
Rebreather was built in Youngstown, Ohio, in 1999 with the introduction of
Barley Rantilla (guitar/vocal) and Jake Harnett (guitar) to Chad Fondak (bass)
and Jeremy Koerber (drums). In a commitment to make the simplest yet heaviest
music possible, they soon recorded their first 4 song demo, which was
immediately followed by their second demo, Longplay. After Jake left the band
for the west coast, Infernal Racket Records (Philadelphia, PA) put out
Rebreather's first national release, "Need Another Seven Astronauts". Deep Send
Records (Hanover, MA) directly succeeded this by releasing the bands first
two demos together as one album, "Half Speed Ahead", in 2003. 2004 brought a split
ep on Twin Earth Records (GA). Between periodic chunks of downtime, Rebreather
replaced their founding drummer with veteran player, Steve Gardner. "Sunflower",
their newest full length album, was released on "Nice Life!" (Columbus, OH) in
2008, as was a vinyl release on "Heavy Slab Records" (Brooklyn, NY), featuring
songs from each release and also including 3 never officially released tracks.
Call it organized chaos. Rebreather shows that they are creating more than a
barrage of stark noise and earthen sludge. They are creating songs; glorious,
winding songs that allow dissonant, harmonic guitar/bass tones to soothe as well as strike, drumming to build as well as batter, and vocals to adopt a
powerful sense of shimmering vulnerability as well as slice through concrete. This is music to enhance the
senses. This is music to darken the mood as well as uplift it. This is
attention to detailed melody within fury. This is Rebreather and they wouldn't
have it any other way.
Mine's more or less the same...possibly awkward. My younger bro, who is usually my lifeline at these things, has defected to the dark side and will be eating with our father. My older brother may or may not show up, and I have not seen him in years. We're basically estranged and I have never met his girl or her kids. My stepdad's (literally, not figuratively) mildly retarded and schizophrenic sister will be there but she hardly speaks except when spoken to. Meds, ya know? I think D and I will be left with the burden of making conversation and I didn't invite my older brother to the wedding, so we can't fill the time with talk about that haha! There will be my home-made apple pie at the end, which makes the suffering worthwhile. My neice and great-nephew have asked that we stay until they arrive late, which is sweet. Yes, I am a great-aunt already. That makes my mother a great-grandmother before age 60. We're a strange family. I'd totally blog about the awfulness/hilarity but my mom has a myspace!
you make a good point. Ohio and good news are not usually compatible due to its very nature. But we did locate the engine. it's at the mechanic's shop now. So now there's more waiting, this time for a bay at the shop to open up. Alas, my car is still in a different geographical location than its engine.
Yup, eating pills in front of parents = major win, I agree.... I did what I had to! Besides, fried chain-restaurant food always makes me a bit edgy even without dad.
really cuz I'm bored @ work hate my job n I can get on it on my phone. been reading lots of books too. what's your excuse? hey I wanna see y'all again!!! watched the video recently that I got from emissions I think 2004 that show was awesome!!!
haha! Talk about what your dad wants to- sometimes that's the only way. My dad thinks I'm from a completely different planet. He was totally annoyed and jumping out of his skin until we finally got a table and he had a beer in front of him. I actually ate a xanax at the table, it was that bad. I think his girlfriend, who I really like, made him come with us. Bad idea! The rest of the weekend was laundry and cleaning, which kept me busy while trying not to smoke. I ended up baking cookies because I need more things to stick in my mouth instead of smoking (I know there's a bad joke in there somewhere). Whoever shipped my engine to the wrong place is very lucky I don't know where he lives. You can only imagine what I'd do to him. You still sick? has teh aids??
I've been waiting for them to figure out how to put my brain in a different body ever since I realized I was going to be tiny even when full grown! haha! Maybe someday..
Keeping those big sturdy fingers crossed did help in one small way: I did learn about my engine and why it's not here yet. They shipped it to the wrong place. Seriously. Last I heard it was 'supposed' to be delivered today but I'm not holding my breath. It could be in Abu Dhabi for all I fucking know.
For future reference: remind me never to agree to have lunch out with my father again.
There will be some TURKEYS attending the party. But I don't know about turkeys you can eat, unless you like the taste of human flesh, which we both know that ALBUM and REBREATHER thrive on the taste of human flesh.
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Well, the Scheduling Goddess said she was hoping to call me back today with something definite, but it's already 4:30 so I don't think that's going to happen. She's waiting for the hospital to get back in touch with her. It's the hospital that's holding things up from what I can tell. I guess I wait all weekend and then start hoping again on Monday. What a fun roller-coaster ride I'm on! It's so much fun that I think I'm about to puke.
I'd stay away from the health system if I could but I hurt too much. I went years without insurance so I feel really lucky to have it, especially now when I really need it.
Not so surprised that people cared, like actual people I know. Of course they care! I was suprised that the doctors, scheduling people, etc. gave a shit that I've been in pain for over a year now. Most of the time, they don't- you're just a number and a file and an insurance payment. Statistically, in a typical doctor's appointment, you only have 23 seconds of talking time before your doctor interrupts you. This is true according to most of my experiences. My OBGYN/surgeon is different; she's actually human and hates the big insurance companies. I got very lucky when I picked her at random from my insurance handbook! Yeah, maybe I'm jaded, but for good reasons. Doctors have nearly killed me by accident in the past, and it didn't seem to bother them in the least.
Dude- the simple fact that I would not be expected to be anywhere and will not have to negotiate with 4 sets of parents whose turn it is to have us on christmas eve and christmas is enough to make it worth it. My only responsibility would be to sit on the couch and watch "A Christmas Story" as many times as I want. "You'll shoot your eye out, Ralphie!!!".
But it's not for sure yet. I'm still waiting to see if the robotic surgery suite is available. I just feel a whole lot better knowing that they hadn't forgotten about me; in fact, they've been fighting for me the whole time I've been waiting. The ladies I talked to were so sweet- I believed they actually did feel awful for me. Surprise- I guess they do care after all. not what I expected from typical medical professionals.
I just talked to the surgery scheduling lady and they're trying to get me in on Dec 23rd. How awesome would that be? I woudln't have to go do any of that Christmas junk- woot! It's still tentative so I'm trying not to get too hopeful.
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