BAM! Its Dax's "I'm bored as hell at work, band update!"
So.
Jammed with the band again yesterday. Although it was only me and Steve (guitar player). During the session we sat down and chatted for a few minutes, going over everything we have done to date, and realized how far we have actually come as a “group” since our first day.
The first day we got together to jam, we got to the barn, he hooked up his gear and turned his guitar while I sat back nervous, as I hadn’t sang in front of anyone in years.
Once he was finished, he turned to me, and soon after we realized, anything he could play, I didn’t know the lyrics, and anything I knew, he didn’t. We were at a loss. So, we both picked out a few songs, and called the day that never started to its end.
The following week we met up again, both ready to go. With a Korn cover, and Nirvana cover ready to go, them jamming finally began. I admit it, my voice was pure and utter garbage to say the least. Both bands, my voice was not suited for. Regardless though. We had fun.
It was then, that I did the first recordings of him playing some of his own work. So it begins.
Over the next little while, I found myself listening to the 3 recorded guitar tracks non stop. And finally, it hit me. Out first song, which was later entitled “My Love; My Knife”. It was the first thing I write in a good 2 or 3 years, so it was pretty rough. I matched it to a guitar track, and away I went.
When we jammed again, it took a few tires, but we got it down. We had our first original song done, and my distaste for doing cover songs started to grow.
More time passes and another song is written, re-written, pretty much scraped then written again. “MyFriend Inside”. It is probably my favourite song that we do to date. It was worked over and over again so many times. Verses changed or lost, re-arranged and destroyed. This song showed me metal, it showed me Death Metal at its finest.
Over the next few weeks, we jammed and jammed, with pieces of songs being written and lost.
Eventually, Dan joined up with us for a session.
We hooked up our gear, Steve turned his guitar and I grunted to ready my throat for the jam session, as Dan waited eagerly at the drum kit. Within no time, Steves guitar let out a screech, and I blasted forth with a howl right from the pits of hell itself. Into “My Love; My Knife” we blasted, and much to our surprise, Dan started in with us, writing the drum line as he went. It was simply amazing to say the least. Next on queue, was my favourite, MyFriend Inside. And again, Dan blasted through the drum kit, like it was a part of him. The walls shook in horror as we gave metal a new meaning. It was great. We even got two new songs, Eyes, and the Abyssal Heart done that night.
Then last night, Steve and I get together again to jam, to follow our Sunday night tradition. Sadly, Dan couldn’t make it to this session.
So, we gear and tune up, and as always, rip into My Love My Knife. Sadly, my dollar store mic could take no more abuse, and roared with feed back, as I roared with the rage of hell. Be, I continued anyways.
With the recording program on the laptop rolling, we tore into MyFriend Inside like wolves to a fresh piece of meat. Best shot we ever did at that song. We matched every chord perfectly; I brought forth a whole new form of growl that even sent a shiver down my own spine… I’m amazed I didn’t spit blood afterwards.
Sadly, the mic could take no more after that, as the recording of the songs voices. Massive high pitched feed back.
So, I switched mics, had no choice to use a broken one that did not capture sound correctly. And on we went. We ripped into Eyes and the Abyssal Heart. Then we did another new song, The Hate of Love. Both Eyes and the Hate of Love both still need work on my part. Matching lyrics to a sound track is not as easy as it would seem, at all. It was a blast messing around with them none the less anyways though.
To sum up this story, we came from two guys that didn’t know each other, or what the other was capable of, and turned into a small formed group that rumbles the chains of hell with a Death Metal sound of pure fury, and fun.
To date, despite the fact it is only two of us, we have a slew of songs done, each one with its own twisted or deranged back story and meaning.
My Love My Knife
MyFriend Inside
Eyes
the Abyssal Heart
Eyes
The Hate of Love
Stalking Shadows
Steve even made the comment, “Man, I can’t wait until we get to play as a full group, because we are already hard as ********”. I couldn’t help but laugh and agree. Not to sound full of myself, or full of the group. But we rock. Simple as that.
So what’s the point of this e-mail? Nothing really. Just figured I’d let ya know how the band is going.
What’s the future hold for this un-named group of a Teacher with a screaming guitar, and a Call Center Agent growling into a busted Mic… Who knows. All that matters, is we ******** rock, and we have a blast doing it
Love live Metal! m/
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