BIO


stupid old shithole, built in 1926!
well, like i said, we started in early 2002 at rose. jonas and i lived across the hall from each other in deming, the worst fucking dorm on campus. we both played guitar, though jonas is good and im, well, not. but anyways, we would "jam" together sometimes and he liked the shit i wrote so we thought it would be cool if we could start a band. but a band with just two guitars would be gay so we didnt.

then one day im hanging out at "the house" (theta xi fraternity house, i know what your thinking--fraternity stupid jocks and preppy retards but just trust me on this one, theta xi is MUCH different) so anyways im a bit fucked up and im talking to this other guy i know a bit that hangs out there named adam. i mention that a friend of mine and me want to start a band but we dont know anyone that plays the drums(or base). adam says he plays drums but he sucks. i say thats perfect, do you have any drums? yea but they suck too. even better i say and magically we have a band.

now i remember this was a thursday, and me and adam both had noticed that rose was having a battle of the bands the next friday(8 days). we laughed that night about how funny it would be to play the battle of the bands, but we weren't that serious, at least i wasn't. we practiced for the first time on monday i think, well anyways we practiced like 3 times and low and behold we played the battle of the bands. it was gay and we just though it was funny, in fact i was hoping to get kicked off stage for the lyrics but it didnt happen. there was a stupid metal cover band(who had a lot of money and were good musicians but they're music sucked and they had a lot of fans) two guys playing acoustic and covering bullshit like the eagles, and some people from the school's jazz band, and of course rectal frenzy.

to back up a few days, we needed a name and had no idea. adam went home that first weekend to get his drums and while there he talked to some guy he knew about recently joining a punk like band that had no name. the guy said hed always wanted to hear a punk band named rectal frenzy, and so it was.

back to the stupid battle of the bands, the winners were to be chosen by crowd voting but no one that came after the first few songs of the metal band(they played first) got a voting slip and the voting was at the end so you couldnt leave and still vote. the metal bands fans all left right after they played so they got hardly any votes, most people are sheep and voted for the eagles cover crap, and i think i was the only person who liked the jazz band, so some how we got second place and won $150. what the fuck, huh? i just wanted to piss everyone off and get kicked off stage.

later on lots of stupid people who like rap and pop music would always say we sounded gay cause of our name(hence the joke link, if you havent found it you should, its funny) but then the name started to really fit and since we never cared what those idiots said anyways(jonas kinda did but he got over it) it really stuck. you see, at rose you get fucked, not proper fucked of course, but fucked in the ass almost everyday between tests, homework, and other stupid shit. plus there are a lot of assholes around so rectal frenzy just made a lot of sense when associated with school.

something else like that happened too, if you remember we didnt have a base player that first week(and still dont). at first that was because we didnt have any friends that played base. then after a while that kinda fit too and heres why-most music today is total crap. no one cares about energy, attitude, creativity, or instruments for that matter. they just want a cool base riff so they can take crappy synthetic drugs and dance to it, and show off their ridiculously expensive car stereos in their ridiculously crappy cars. so not having a base is kind of a statement now against pop, rap, and techno garbage.

more time went by with not much happening, a few practices every now and then but not all that often. then one day im walking past the worx(latenight cafeteria) and some guy iv never seen before comes running after me and asks if i play guitar. you see, i had a mohawk at the time and people with mohawks, plaid pants, and lots of shirts with skulls on them tend to stick out a lot at rose. well anyways i said i did and was in a band and he asked us to play at open mic night so we thought, what the fuck. we put up a bunch of flyers(though most were torn down within hours, all but like 2 or 3 by the next afternoon-remember lots of assholes around there) and we played the open mic night, mostly to preppy people that hated it but we just flipped them off and kept playing. we taped in but the recorder really sucked and barely picked up any sound

the next night we went into the rose recording studio(free) and recorded a few songs live in about 2 1/2 hours. we bought blank cds with cases and cd stickers with what was left of the money we won(we split most of it up cause we're poor bastards) and burned a bunch of cds with the crappy recordings. 8 minutes till biscuits and gravy was finished.

since then jonas went back to new mexico, though hes here now, adams in vincennes, and were practicing for the first time in months tomorrow. we might make some more copies of the cd since we're out but we're all poor so maybe not. hopefully we'll play around evansville sometime soon, but until then i got nothing else
later
geoff

16 aug 02