Remember the dead boys (Sleepytime Gorilla Museum)

I sing in a couple of bands. Devour the Masses is a death metal group that also draws inspiration from quirky groups such as Mr. Bungle. Tight Bikes is a punk/grindcore band that will tear your face off in 1 minute or less, while singing about Bill Cosby and other cheerful things. Crow is depressive black metal with an uncommon sense of technicality and aggression.

I like 80's music, industrial, and all sorts of extreme metal. I don't know how I ended up liking noisy music so much, but that's okay, because I can scream better than you. And I sing well too.

Buttsecks is gross but makes me laugh, especially when the Orly owl talks about it.

Yes, I'm music obsessive. No, I don't have a life. However, without music I would be a total emotional basket case, so if you're really going to talk shit on me for how my life revolves around music--grow up. I don't talk shit on you for getting a boner over your favorite football team winning the Super Bowl.

Dax Riggs sings better than you do. And if you don't like his voice, I probably hate you.

I've had the best jobs in the world. Seriously. I managed a record store. I worked at a guitar shop. I worked in a book store. Not a single bad job. That makes it hard for me to find a new one.

My back always hurts. Especially right now.

If you put up a million icons on your page, especially the flashy ones that have lyrics from Taking Back Sunday or some other group in that vein, you are making my computer go slow AND you're taking the easy way out. Instead of posting someone else's words and images, share some of your own. Your mind is possibly a beautiful thing, enlighten me. Enrich me. Make me laugh. But for fuck's sake, don't make me look at three dozen melodramatic pictures that tell me nothing about you. Same goes for the non-melodramatic ones, such as ones that say "LUST" and whatnot. Those are pointless as well.