Utter Stupidity part 7812

It looks like my band Caterwaul Of Sound has had music sorta featured in a couple of more video projects. They are exactly in our "oeuvre", as you will see by investing a few minutes on either one. I can't believe 7 years of college amounted to this. I shoulda joined the Peace Corps.



Click here for "Dumpster Diving": (on Funny Or Die)

and than there's this:

"Psycho The Chef" - cooking up Shrooms and LSD

Oh snap- we just had our house shake from an earthquake!!!!!!  Now, that's a unique feeling!

Our New Video!!!!!

Just because I love you all so, here's the second video from our new album STABBY ROAD (what??? you haven't downloaded it yet??? GO HERE RIGHT NOW! IT'S FREE!).

This video might take you back to your TV viewing habits of yer yoots (youths?)

and as always, please don't sue us

ps- this Friday nite, in NYC- at Fontana's (105 Eldridge Street) come see us play at our record release party! We're gonna have rice pudding for everyone!!!!!!!!!!!! Hey, everyone loves rice pudding!

It's Here!!!!! Our New Album!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Finally!!!!! STABBY ROAD--- CATERWAUL OF SOUND (Yeah- My band!!!!!) has arrived!!!!! 10 slabs of mind numbing gonzo garage! Songs about serial killers! Teen prom abortions! Fecal matter raining down! Revolution! And some choice covers that will totally disgust the original songwriters!!!!!

Download it for free! 


Send it to your friends! Play it loud and watch all the sheep in your town die!!!!!!!!!

This album is "wrong" on so many levels it's astounding. We're so proud. 


We play both kinds of music: PUNK & RAWK!

Go to our website for a free download and lots of other hijinks 


or


Download CATERWAUL OF SOUND: Stabby Road here!!!!!!

PLEASE... Leave a comment and let us know if you love it, or if you love it. 

PS: Please don't sue us

Black To Comm

 

Here's your morning wake up call. Ugly, ugly people gonna drop the bomb!  
Play loud and watch the cattle die.

A Dish Best Served Cold

Nazz-A-Palooza went great. We didn't finish up until after 4 am and even got interviewed for Public Access TV. I think I described my band BACON THONG (which was the 2nd band playing that nite) as sounding like the music that the Hawaiins played whilst they sacrificed lepers to the volcano gods. Or something. With the headlining and mighty CATERWAUL OF SOUND, we proceeded to end with a 20 minute jam that involved jumping off moving office chairs, "Sunshine Of Your Love", "Whole Lotta Love", "Blitzkrieg Bop", "Black To Comm", "Louie Louie", "Interstellar Overdrive" and some meringue music. Or something. Somehow, I ended up playing lead guitar by the end of it. And that's not easy explainable when you start the song out playing bass. And people actually stuck around and loved it! Or at least they were too stunned to do anything but applaud.

Well, that's what happens when you meet up at 7 pm and are left to yer own (suspect) devices all nite! Both of our guitar players had passed out and had to be revived before we took the stage.

But, that's in the past. As is this... one year ago today, I was unceremoniously blindsided and shitcanned from my job of 14 years. Today, I log on, to find out that the remainders of the company are going to be immenently sold or liquidated. Gloating would be wrong, but let's just say I smirked a bit.

Sometimes the light is shining on me. Other times it's raining out.

Nazz-A-Palooza

Great googly moogly!!!! I am playing with 2 bands tonite in Noo Yawk City!!!!! On Broadway! With the mighty Caterwaul Of Sound (and yes, it's mixing time for the album) and Bacon Thong!!! Punk rock!

Decisions, Decisions

 

So, it's been almost a year since I was backstabbed/dumped/shitcanned from the job that I had given part of my heart and soul to over the previous 14 years.

To commemorate the occasion, I am thinking of one of the following "tributes":

• mailing a dead rat to my ex-boss
• mailing something far more rank and fecal to my ex-boss
• signing my ex-boss up for every heinous mailing list available 
• summoning up some demon to destroy his family
• sending him an anniversary card with my "thoughts" on it
• just ignoring the bastard altogether and being secure in the fact that I got another job and that one day he will die.

On another note- I jammed with a couple of dudes I met on-line at a musician site- We played lots of Heartbreakers, Ramones, Clash, Dead Boys, Replacements etc. Big fun. However, the drummer does not think that Neil Peart is gawd and the guitar player doesn't like Jimmy Page. I didn't even know such creatures existed! At least we all agreed that John Entwhistle is/was the lord of the 4 string. We'll definitely need a lead singer. I am thinking of calling this band project "Treatment Bound".

This will be a supplement to my awe inspiring CATERWAUL OF SOUND band, of course. 

And, now for something completely different:

I Am Justin Bieber's Spleen

Ra-di-a-tion. Yes, indeed. You hear the most outrageous lies about it. Half-baked goggle-box do-gooders telling everybody it's bad for you. Pernicious nonsense. Everybody could stand a hundred chest X-rays a year. They ought to have them, too. When they canceled the project it almost did me in. One day my mind was full to bursting. The next day - nothing. Swept away. But I'll show them. I had a lobotomy in the end.

 

Oh yeah, we are playing a gig in Hell's armpit (aka hipsterville- Williamsburg, Brooklyn Noo Yawk) at THE TRASH BAR this Saturday nite.

We are also going on at the ungawdly hour of 8 pm. The benefits???? We play during an open bar. Yeah, free drinks from 8-9. I have no idea how much it is to get in, but if you can't get your drink on enough to justify whatever the measly cover is, than who the fuck wants you there anyway!!!!!!

Also appearing is HIGH TEEN BOOGIE- three Japanese chicks who rock punker than the 5-6-7-8's are will put a pup tent in yer pants alot quicker than Shonen Knife (or the two tiny chicks from Mothra).

Free booze, total rock and roll chaos. Beats whackin' off to Justin Bieber. Or something.

Part Of The Problem

Hey! We're recording our album. Actually, do you even call 'em albums anymore? We're doing it on the budget plan of course. Our tech savvy lead gee-tar-ist has set up his basement as a recording studio. Guitars and drums are down and it's about time for l'il ole me to "contribute" my bass lines.

It seems all of our toonage is family oriented. That is, if you're in the Manson Family!We've got songs about mass murderers, fecal matter raining from the skies, systemic overthrow, and of course dope, guns and fucking in the streets.

We're all pretty psyched for this. We recorded one tune last fall (The Love Theme To Kids Go To The Woods, Kids Get Dead); and that was a blast- but we did it in a real recording studio and while it came out great, we were aware that it was co$ting us $$$ (not that we minded that much, since the best Punk Rock engineer/studio did it!)

And... this time, I'll be sober! Because time is money. Even when it's not costing money! Or something.

It's been old Brit music day today at the Spahn Ranch- Have at 'em!

Toonage:

The Stranglers - No More Heroes
Wire - I Am The Fly
The Saints - This Perfect Day
The Damned - There Ain't So Sanity Clause
Gang Of Four - Armalite Rifle

Skag Heaven

Hey kats and kittenz, my band is playing in Satan's own arsehole tommorow (aka Brooklyn, NY USA). Yep, the mighty Caterwaul Of Sound will be doing what we do best... drinking; oh yeah... and playing GONZO GARAGE RAWK. With an open bar for the hour preceding us going on stage!!!!!! That is the recipe for trouble. As is Missus Nomad accompanying me and apparently some ex girlfriends from my college years might be in attendence. Hmmm... women, alcohol and emotions - THAT'S a recipe for trouble! Or Rock n Roll!
And, as an added bonus, your humble host will be opening the show (despite protests from the rest of the band) with a bass only rendition of the overture to Rush 2112 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hey- I had a request for Squirrel Bait... so here is SKAG HEAVEN. For those of you who don't know who Squirrel Bait is- I would describe them as Motorhead sounding pre-pubescents from America's heartland (aka Kentucky). Some of em later developed into SLINT - math rock. Hmm....

Davey and I saw them way back 'round '86 or so. We were expecting some Nazareth/St. Vitus looking satanic mofo's and instead 5 fresh faced teens take the stage and melt everyone's ears. At one point I pissed off the guitar player by yelling out (in homage to Jerry Garcia) "the fat kid rocks". He gives me the old stink-eye and goes, "so I'm the fat kid, huh?". Then of course they went back to rocking.

Have a bitchin' holiday weekend!


Toonage:
SQUIRREL BAIT - SKAG HEAVEN

GONZO GARAGE RAWK N ROWL

We were on time. Hungover, but sober. We waited, while the wanna Madonna clonette did her groove thing and looked very pretty doing it.

The place got crowded as we set up. Didn't talk to anyone. All business.
And then we had to wait 15 minutes. I entertained the punks with bass renditions of Misty Mountain Hop and 2112. We were ready.And then we struck. Part Of The Problem with it's Brother JC Affe spreadin the word in the prologue until all comes back to earth. And then right into the Love theme (to Kids Go to The Woods, Kids Get Dead) :Boobs and blood Fuck Yeah!" lead-in. tHAN pROFESSOR dAMAGE DREadGES THE SWAMP.The place got nuts there were what seemed like a couple of dozen camera's flashing and vids rolling and a slam dunk into The Theme From The Jeffersons.
By this point it was apparent that the tiki glasses were crashing, heads were shaking violently and there were loud cheers.
We literally were trying to have a very suspect looking part of the ceiling collapse and offered free beer if we could make it happen. Alas.
But after a guitar change it was...NERVOUS BREAKDOWN and the joint got jumpin.
At this point I knew we won. The battle against sucking had been won. A knockout in one round. Pulling into The Widow Cobain's Celebrity Skin, my legs got moving and I played a dual bass line through most of the song- can't wait to hear the playback.
Still freaaaaaaking at all the flashes. And the place was just totally filled. Old punks, young gen pouffers, didn't matter... we had em all.
Then into the Ballad Of John List- a tale of a suburban father who killed his family ... it happened in Jersey. Had to have my shit together on that one since I lead it off with a little bass line. And there are a couple of nice breaks in the song- one is a reggae break that transitions into a minor threat mosh- that's my doing. Then not one of my faves-- the moping, gloomy Sweet 16 Abortion. But we wail on it totally, it's creepy, I can see that one being our big hit. And then, my Fave; It's Raining Shit. Good bassline (they get isolated at points), nasty gnarly bluezy vox. Just a song that gets in you face like the alien dude,

At this point I am just hoping that nothing goes wrong- we're on a wild ride and no one is in the drivers seat.

But KingJaffe starts the shpiel from FOnda "we wanna be free... etc... and we wanna get loaDEd"- and the band actually hits all the notes on time during the intro and then it was offffff we went into interdimensional frenzy=. Professor Damage and his protective helmet richertted comets and syurupernovas off his rig and jlo was playing between the drums. And it all melts perfectly into another bare bassline for Erection and it's a bass groove with backing vocals. OOOOOOOOH OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH
whoa whoa whoa whoa whow whoa


the ceiling is actually shaking. So whooomp- whooooomp -whooooomp Be My Baby- The Ronettes tune and its love for everyone. Tears were pouring down the most hardened crusty punks faces.

We tried to leave when the encore requests started. The voting between band was Surfin Bird or Black To Comm. Surfin Bird it was.... a compleetewall of noise. Mo and I startedswordfightinwithour guyitars and tangling necks. by the end of the song, my a and e strings were dead.
rock n roll- \\
we even sold 6 of our shirts (hey $10 each - just what they cost us). We got paid with a tip bucket and all proceeds were spent buying flaming volcaNO DRINKS.
Spentalot of $$$$ on party props and didnt regret a second of it.

Rock n Roll

Caterwaul Saturday

If you are in New York, I heartily recommend you come out this Saturday night to check out my band Caterwaul Of Sound. Lethal rock n roll, toxic drinks, and a good time. Guaranteed. And it's free! You'll feel a little dirty afterwards, but that's good. We go on at 9 pm. Sharp. Because we're prompt. And it gives us more time for drinking afterwards!

Dale Carnegie Rawks

I am 300 miles from home. I have to do a big presentation tom that i am not ready for. The ambien (and beers) i took is making my hands type the wrong keys. Then I have to rinse and repeat and do it again on friday. I miss my kittens. And it feels like I am wearing glasses. But i am not.

Dale Carnegie rocks-

Oh yeah, our band... Caterwaul Of sound- we are playing part of a wedding reception. One of our songs is called Sweet 16 Abortion.

You can't make this stuff up.

HEY! Our first real video! Check it out!!!!!!

This is pretty twisted- our very first legit video. Please leave a comment and tell us what you think of it. We had to sacrifice a bottle of absinthe and several gallons of blood to make this happen. And we did it all for you!

Caterwaul of Sound - "Love Theme to Kids Get Dead" from Darkstar on Vimeo.

And On The Farm He Had An Aneurism

A couple of quickies...

The excellent site Music Ruined My Life has turned me on to this gentlemen named Frankie Turner. Sorta an angrier Billy Bragg/Ted Leo. I am quite impressed. See for yourself:

We recorded again this weekend... a demonic, demented version of the old children's' staple "Old McDonald". And yes, it's for another movie... about a satanically possessed "speak and spell". I'll post it as soon as we finished mixing.

Yeah, I play bass, but this guy REALLY PLAYED BASS!

And lastly, I suppose it is important to know that our new soon to be hit was recorded under the influences of this and this!

Semper Fi, muthafuckas!

Booze & Blood, F#ck Yeah!

Well, we shot the music video for the Love Theme To Kids Go To The Woods, Kids Get Dead and what a bizarre experience it was.

We all thought it was going to be a quick little "one take" shot... but it ended taking about 7 hours!

We jumped in a van (note to you kids... when a guy drives over with a van and says: "hey, jump in and you can be in a video" be very careful!) and made about an hour ride to the site for the shoot. When we got there, it became apparent quickly that this was the real thing. Assistants were hanging tarp, setting up lights and all this other movie stuff.

As we were "THE TALENT" we were told to chill. So, we watched Blacula and drank Absinthe and 40 ounce Buds (and other kinds of buds too), until we were called to the set. I can see how a guy can get into alot of mischief just waiting around.

Basically, we played the song to a backing track as a full band two or three times and then we each did a solo version of the song for close-ups.

I learned right there that I am NO ACTOR. I was totally self conscious and unable to "project". But then again, I'm just the bass player, so I am spozed to be a bit stoic, right?

Than came the real fun, as the director bathed us all in torrents of blood (most of which was fake blood) and body parts, and we ran thru the song a few more times. The blood totally blinded me and I ended up trashing my contact lenses.

I crashed at my buddy's place as we didn't get done till close to dawn and I was in no condition to drive home.

Of course, walking to one's car in the light of day on a busy street whilst covered in blood is certainly an attention getter as well!

I highly recommend it.

I can't wait to see the finished product and will dutifully post it here!

Toonage:

Replacements - Seen Your Video

Turbonegro - Drenched In Blood

Candy Snatchers - Color Me Blood Red

Our Maiden Voyage

Figured it was time to inflict a little more ugliness on the site.

By clicking this link (or below), you will be able to download Caterwaul Of Sound's debut single... (Love Theme to) Kids Go To The Woods, Kids Get Dead.

This is the theme song (duh) to a great little indie horror film of the same name.

Yep, it's old Nazz's band with our first (soon to be) top ten single. Hope you enjoy it and let me know (that's what the COMMENTS button is for!) if it's a thumbs up for your next dance party!

We're hard at work on some new heartwarming songs that will be sure to make your next holiday gathering (or romantic evening) extra special.

Toonage:

Caterwaul Of Sound - (Love Theme To) Kids Go To The Woods, Kids Get Dead

THAT'S Rock N Roll!

(My idea of a party)

Dang, I think I am actually finally sober. From Tuesday nite. Yep, Caterwaul Of Sound came, saw and kicked ass. We played the premier party of the new film "Kids Go To The Woods, Kids Get Dead", and by all accounts, we were extremely entertaining.
What a thrill it was to play a packed club (our lead singer relates "I couldn't even see where the people ended") and rock it.
This was the famous "we're not gonna get wasted before we go on" show. OK, so that didn't quite come to pass, my excuse being that Mrs. Nomad accompanied me and well, what can a poor boy do, except get hammered with his rock n roll chick?
By the time we went on, I was obsessing how I couldn't get the G string on my bass tuned... until I remembered that I don't even use the G string!
The cool thing was, that despite our lack of, ahem, technical prowess, they all loved us. Our drummer beat the crap out of his cymbals so hard that they actually flew off the stands. As a result, I started to throw them all about in the air and play fungo, hitting my bass into them.

The show ended with me doing a Pete Townshend and smashing my bass on the floor and jumping all over it. Real smart, Nazz.

And then we played Surfin' Bird. Because, every show should end with Surfin' Bird.
Or something.

The review of the night... courtesy of Mrs. Nomad: "Y'know, I will come see you guys again".

And then things got weird...

On another floor, there was some kind of weird party starting up. It turned out it was a lesbians only party for some magazine. I tried to make friends and even offered to have the band come up and play for them for awhile. Hey, some of my best friends are lesbians!
Unfortunately for us, these weren't exactly "lipstick lesbians", they were more of the, ahem, manly type. Now I ask you, what's the point of two butch lesbians going at it? Wouldn't that be sort of like they both wanted to be gay men? Ah, the wonders of true love. And why did they hate us guys so much?
Nonetheless, it wasn't exactly our cup of tea; watching gals who were dressed as dudes and looked manlier than us making out. Plus they told us they were gonna kick our asses if we didn't leave!

So we left.

Oh well, rock n roll!

Here's some stuff that came on my shuffle this morn... it seems to make sense.

Toonage:
Grandmaster Flash - The Message
The Who - Drowned (Quadrophenia demo)
Stiff Little Fingers - Strummerville
The Dickies - Sound Of Silence (Simon & Garfunkel cover)

Whut Thuh Fuh is a "Hymen Holocaust" ?

Yee-hah! Another show! The Caterwaul of Sound returns.
And we're playing with a band called Hymen Holocaust! Hymen Holocaust!!!!! This is where my life has led. Fukkin A!
We have got a new set of ear splitting noise to offer. If yer in Brooklyn, c'mon down. They got fried pickles at this place. Fried pickles and Hymen Holocaust? Where ya gonna get a better offer than that!

And here's some stuff that I am listening to and can't get enough of, all songs guaranteed to have you screaming out the lyrics at 4 am after your 12th beer.

Toonage:
The Clash - Police And Thieves (live)
Agent Orange - Seek And Destroy (Metallica cover)
Rancid - The Harder They Come (live Jimmy Cliff cover)
Union 13 - Roots Radicals (Rancid cover in Spanish!)
Public Enemy - Bring Tha Noise
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Now playing: Led Zeppelin - Whole lotta love
via FoxyTunes

A Caterwaul, Indeed

We came, we played, we kicked ass.

Caterwaul Of Sound played in hipster Williamsburg in Brooklyn USA Wednesday nite.
Our first show. In fact, the first show ever performed by our rhythm guitar player and our singer! As reported before, we were on a bill with a bunch of metal and goth type bands. We, of course, are neither.

But, dare I say we acquitted ourselves nicely. There may have never been a band anywhere that had as much fun playing as we did on Wednesday nite.

People even came to me after the show and told us we were really good! And they weren't even our friends! In fact, our friends even said we were good (and our friends would've definitely told us if we sucked!). And, we had the biggest crowd. It was sorta like a reunion of sorts for a bunch of us folks who have drifted apart. So it was nice to get everyone together again.
Lots of photos taken and a pro (2 camera video) with sound from the board is being mixed and will be ready next week. Maybe I'll even post some up!

There were some very strange "surgically enhanced" gals walking around in bustiers and whatnot, they ended up doing back-up vocals for my friends' band Guns Religion And Money (they were the ones who set up the show).

Unfortunately, we were promised a 55 year old "Betty Page" type stripper; and that failed to materialize.

Highlites included our lead singer falling down and doing a faceplant on the steps leading to the stage, the lead guitar getting kicked in the head, and yours truly tripping over his cord several times.

The setlist:
nervous breakdown (black flag)
surfin bird (ramones)
in and out of grace (mudhoney)
too much junkie business (johnny thunders)
celebrity skin (hole)
the jeffersons theme song - movin on up (dedicated to obama) >
interstellar overdrive (pink floyd) >
highway to hell (the short dudes from australia) >
the ballad of kurt cobain (stormtroopers of death)


Rock n Fucking Roll.
Toonage:
Redd Kross - Star Lust
The Soft Boys - Rock n Roll Toilet (Demo)
Nick Lowe - They Called It Rock
Superdrag - Sucked Out
Mott The Hoople - All The Way From Memphis
Rolling Stones - Star Star (live 1978)
The Hookers - Rock n Roll Motherfucker