World Gone Mad is:
Todd Davey: vocals and rythym guitar~
Guy Bechter: fucking bass in your fucking face, fucking loud motherfucker!!!!~
John Fisher: lead and rythym guitars~
Tim Semelsberger: drums
Influences
All of it. Im not kidding. Between the 4 of us. All of it. From Hendrix to Hatebreed and everything in between. Jewel, Slayer, ZZ Top, Van Halen, Tool. Fuck, it cant get any weirder than that!
Sounds Like
1.) 4 dudes jamming their asses off.
2.) the real thing
3.) pure south akron, poverty stricken rage!
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Bio. The dreaded bio word. Thousands of AnR reps must be lined up to read band bio’s all day. Im sure right now theres a room full of people in Hollywood just sitting around reading band bio’s. Deciding who’s gonna be the next star and who’s not. For christ fucking sake man, I just can’t do it. I cannot join the thousands of bands who have literally pimped their accomplishments to 4 silent walls and a handful of extremely bored fans. I cannot for the life of me imagine why it would be important to sit here and list all of our accomplishments over the years. I’ve fucking done it. I’ve written a hundred bio’s for World Gone Mad. And not one of them did a fucking thing for anybody who wrote, read, or lived within it. I’ll say it again, our music IS our bio. I’ts our story. I’ts our life. I’ts as personal as you can get. Alot of those songs are about real shit that actually happened in one of the 4 members lives. Or a friends life. Or a fucking news story that pissed me off. Whatever. Im about as bored with the entire concept of writing out all the shit we’ve done for the last ten years as you can get. We’ve played a million shows, recorded, shopped, retained, waited, called, promoted, toured, drank, fought, fucked, people born, people died, ten years of club level lifestyle. Local stars. 10 min south of our hometown, were completely unknown. No big star promoting machine here, just 4 dudes who love metal trying to keep their dreams alive in the midst of some extremely complicated personal lives.
Think about it. Have you ever read a bio that didnt sound just like the last one? All that shit printed out, and for what? So you can sound like you have a little more going on than the next club level band? Isn’t that formula getting a little old? A little stale? If we actually got to the point where a record label was truly interested in our band, and the AnR dude asks us, "Why no bio on your Myspace?" we would politely and professionally respond, "Until this very moment it hasn’t mattered, we’re sorry sir, it just never has".
And we would be right. Our bio never has mattered. Only the music has. I’ts all we have anymore. So we stay true to that. Bio’s? Perfect pictures? Stage clothes? Hair and makeup?!?! Fuck all that. No more. No more perfect local stars just waiting with all the right credentials for Mr. Record Label Man. He’s not coming. Finally, we can just relax and concentrate on nothing but the music. Yea! World Gone Mad! The first band to truly not give a fuck anymore!
Friendship is a blessing it's the best you have to share, The talents and the wisdom, the capacity to care.... It's being there to lend support, whatever needs arise, It's making sure that others know they're special in your eyes... Friendship is a blessing, and, to all who have a friend, It's one of the most precious gifts, that life could ever send.
I added a new song to the player. It’s called “Frantic Freedom”.
It’s a live studio groove rock jam that’s funky as hell! Think of Jimi Hendrix’s “Foxey Lady” on steroids, and you’ll have a good idea of what’s in store for you when you hear the song. There’s also a companion live video for the song. And in the video I do my upside-down guitar thing. Ya gotta see it!!
Also, I added another video called “a little bit of my history”, in which I talk about some of the things that shaped me as a guitar player.
just wanted to check in and let you know how important you've always been as a friend to me. you have never been taken for granted and you're thought of today. I wouldn't trade your friendship for anything
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