I went to Hell and all I got was a stomped foot

Hey, fockers. Bonesaw and I went to see a death metal concert the other night in Austin with our much uglier and lesser-talented friend. I don't like to name names, so let's just say his first name started with "P" and the end of it sounded like "eet".

The swirling pit of moshing bodies pulled me in like a tractor beam. I could not resist. It called to me, "Satan loves you. Come join us in our descent to Hell!" I asked my smokin' hot ho to hold my iguana skin jacket and jumped in.

It wasn't long before I got pushed to the floor and the lustrious lure became more of an annoying shriek like Dustin Hoffman in Rainman screaming because the fire alarms were going off in his house. Then my left shoe flew off.

I escaped with my life, but not my shoe. Bonesaw scoped it with his scopes a while later and jumped in to rescue it.

I got home with a big boot print on the top of my left foot.

Metal.

News Update

Well it appears we are huge in Japan. We have been contacted by a promoter over there and we have booked a good number of shows. Stinkbait and myself are very excited. Unfortunately this slows down progress of recording our first CD but a tour is necessary at this point. We need dough... we need lots of dough. World domination isnt cheap. From what I hear, we will be in some very rural parts of Japan so internet connectivity may be limited. I guess we'll post when we can. To our Japanese fans... PREPARE TO HAVE YOUR ASS ROCKED!!! Apparently taking over the world starts with JAPAN!

Just Jamming and Writing the Shiz

Random ideas come to mind when i jam. I try to take the feelings I have inside. All of the pent up agression. All i the things I see on a daily basis gets digested. Sometimes the feelings come to the surface and honestly it's very painful. It often brings tears to my eyes. But it's good... it has to happen. If all of the people in the world could just find a way to express themselves in this it would be a better place for all of us to live. So now I offer to you my inner most sound... the sound that comes deep from within. It's a sound that is my own... nobody has a sound quite like it. It is BONESAW!!

2008 - The Year of DethChatter

The last 2 months of 2007 was merely the beginning. When you look back at 2008, you will witness the DethChatter machine as it grows to superhuman strength. We will be unstoppable and all will chant our names... DETHCHATTER!! BONESAW!!! DETHCHATTER!! STINKBAIT!! DETHCHATTER!! We all shall gather and rejoice as we... the DethChatter nation... rises against all obstacles that stand in our way and we shall reign the EARTH!! ALL HAIL DETHCHATTER!!!