Since my last post, a lot has happened. many new songs, shows and amazing opportunities have come up, and while the band isn't famous yet, were busier than ever!
Im not exactly sure where to start seeing as its been ages since i've written anything for you guys, so i suppose ill pick up where i left off.
I think you should know, that everything i write for the band i do at home on my ghetto rigged studio station. I use a line 6 tone port ux2(a decent recording interface for a pretty low price), Sony Acid pro (which is an amazing program for multi-track recording if you cant throw down the 30k for a pro tools hd setup), A great drum synth called Toontrack EZDrummer, as well as its newly updated and much more intricate brother Superior drummer, and from time to time i use the amplitude mastering suite. these programs are awesome if you dont have the money to buy the actual processors and studio equipment that can cost you butt loads of money.
Moving on to.... the Super bowl! While every one including my bandmates were enjoying a day of beer, bbq and other people hurting each other for our televised enjoyment, i was stranded. I had been invited to go to the superbowl party, but due to certain mobile restrictions, i was unable to go, and while i was receiving many "OMG! you should be here, theres more going on than just the football" text messages, I felt the sudden urge to write. and not just to get something off of my chest, but also to punish the guys for rubbing in my absence. that is how Enter the Colosseum came about. talk about punishment, its a 6 minute song of epic proportions, that has yet to be learned by the others.
In the spirit of the super bowl and with the human condition and its many flaws currently on my mind, i decided to add a bit of a fictional back story that combined the days event, with a sort of far out solution to the human problem.
Imagine its February 1st 2009, and millions of people worldwide are sitting down getting ready to watch the highly anticipated Game, when from seemingly nowhere a huge spaceship appears quite visibly around the entire globe, and in the middle of the football field, a single man appears standing on a podium that resembles a coffin. In a voice that can be heard around the world and somehow understood by all the man speaks.
" I, in passage through this life have come to question why the human race so pitiful and weak in hopeless need feed off violence, lust and greed. Is this what were destined for? Parasites of earth destroying all. No change, its just our nature."
the world goes into a fit of forced visual realisation of all of the death and destruction and general debauchery we have participated in our existance and again he speaks...
" So take up arms and follow suit... the Colosseum will open soon... sweet rapture, our blood will stain no more! for those that enter, you have been warned for death awaits you, but fear no more. once dead you shall be whole, restored."
the whole concept of this was a sort of a way to expunge the whole need or urge to kill indiscriminately in a totally fictional way of course. go onto a giant space station and kill, maim, rape and exploit with no consequence other than the possibility of your own temporary death, which with nonexistent space technology could be restored to exactly how you were before you died, but with the memories, and experiences you had in the Colosseum. this of course would be completely viewable by those too weak hearted to actually go and indulge in this opportunity. Ah the re spawn factor. once the song reaches climax, the colosseum closes for the day, but the man again urges people.
"the day is done, the battles fought. it ends for now, but many more will come to die in the interstellar colosseum... come! i bid you curious Fucking Souls... Come!"
pretty crazy huh? lol if only i had gone to that super bowl party. at least thats what the rest of the band says. i hope someday i can put together a music video for this. i think it would be most awesome. don't you think?
for today i am finished. cold fingers and a full stomach don't make for good writing, but i will write again tomorrow. I have to catch you guys up on all of the shows and events that have happened in the last few months! till then!
stay Brutal
Savage Eric
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