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1/24/2006 Hobo Metal: Trashcan of DeceptionHeadnote: Our band is currently in the top ten on this site www.mp3.com.au/TrashcanofDeception/ Enjoy. [Hold shift when you click that link, so that you can also enjoy this blog]. Long Live Hobo Metal. Tell your friends... or else?
The Blog: Part I
Time to kill my loading times with a crapload of pictures!
With the combination of one of Dubbo's most notorious evil genius’: Adrian Snrub combined with the one of Dubbo's most frightening, dead raising set of pipes: Tim Flaps come's one of Hobo Metal's finest:
The 'Trashcan of Deception'.
The raw power of Death Metal mixed with the soothing melodies of 80's pop, fused with some of the scariest vocals ever heard, all combined with the sound of hobo music (yes, like that guy out the front of Clints [the bargain shop] in Dubbo). This is the 'Trashcan of Deception'. Nothing is sacred. Nothing is serious. And we assure you: that anyone not accustomed to Hobo Metal (ie, emokids) will crap their panties after hearing this vicious peice of shit that is... Hobo Metal. This Album is sure to confuse the crap out of you and rot your brain until you wish to swallow your own pajazo. That's how damn great it is. What's pajazo? Well it squirts out of the end of the...nevermind, that's not important. What is important? This is the first of the greatest albums ever released for the new genre: "Hobo Metal" First Album: "The Prophecy From Out the Front of Clints" For the generation of music that is recorded in the style of a one man band, you can tell we take our music seriously. Just take a look at the 3 second track, "PAJAZOOO" and you will see just how God damn serious we are! Not only is there brain staggering static which will make you cream your pants, you will also be tortured to the odd boyband cover of crappy 'emo' bands. Raving hobos are what this album's all about, but you will also catch a glimpse of EmoPunk-Crap, 80's Love Rock, Black Man Soul, N*gger (C)rap, and of course the infamous Hobo Metal. Enjoy. Final CD Playlist as follows: 1. Intro 2. While My Rat Painfully Cooks 3. Earl and Tony - Love Tragedy 4. PAJAZO 5. PussyMan ('Iron Man' cover, Black Sabbath) 6. Wake Me Up When This Crap Song Ends (To the tune of that aweful Green Day song) 7. Pajazo Ressurection (hobo remix) 8. Eatin' Babys (Radio edit: "Eatin' Sunshine") 9. Black Soul 10.Trashcan of Deception 11.N***a Rap 12.In the Trashcan ("In The Fire" cover, Roadrunner United ) And possibly more to come... CD will be loaded with hobo video clips and footage, what every growing boy and girl needs. The Blog: Part II Title: Horrace only wants a friend.
Now to prove to you all that I do actually have a life (or at least an attempt to present such an illusion) It's time for you to meet Horrace. Above, you will see me, pictured as: A filthy, dirty, disgusting, greasy, and you must have a pretty damn good sense of smell to say that I smell (Okay, fine so I didn't shower) hobo.
I made it my aim to stand outside of Clints Warehouse (Clints do not support, acknowledge, or promote hobos for use of advertisment of their CRAZY sales) and shout at strangers. 'Twas fun, when people aren't giving you filthy looks because you drop your pants to do the "Old Grandma She Ain't What She Used To Be" dance.
There I was, rambling to myself that "Horrace only wants a friend" while I chased my tale. Complete loss? Hell no! I made 5 bucks!
Some guy came up to me, albeit with caution with wallet in hand. "What's this for?" he said with a precarious tone, to which I replied "PAJAZOOOOOO!!" in my shriekiest voice possible.
"Oh okay" he said, as he kindly handed a couple of dollars.
I chased around some girl who was about my age, and said "GOT A DOLLAR, DEARY?" she said "no", while trying to hide this look >
I kindly handed her one of my dollars. p: ] The poor dear.
I spent well over 20 minutes, basically just abusing my dignity. I recommend it to anyone that has any to lose. No, sorry, I wasn't talking to you. Settle down.
Finally, I bowed to the "Allmighty Clints" as I set my money tin on their stock and began to worship. The security guard had finally held her silence long enough, so then she informed me: "Excuse me sir, you're scaring the children".
Woo! Mission accomplished!
Next time you see a crazy hobo screaming "Pajazo!" to make bikeys fall of their motorcycles, or you see one listening to the wall, or shouting out:
"COME TA CLINTS CRAZY BARGAINS! I'll give ya a shower! Wait, no, I'll give ME a shower instead!" Feel free to say, "Hey Hobo Horrace, I liked your blog."
PS: Trashcan of Deception: The Prophecy From Out the Front of Clints will be available soon, at a reasonably hoboish price. This is the 'cover art' which you may recognise is craply drawn in PAINT. All hail Paint. For those cheap bastards who wish to download our songs, you can do so here: http://www.mp3.com.au/TrashcanofDeception/
The songs may take 3-4 weeks to be posted, as this free service is currently undergoing changes. (Hold SHIFT when you click the link, so that it opens a new window, c'mon, don't be too cheap to leave 'old Horrace' a comment! Comments (12)
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