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| FELONIES | ||||||||||||||||||
| HISTORY.... WHATEVER. fucker. |
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| In 2001, the Felonies were started. How? Well fucking listen dipshit. Me, Mat Fink moved from Cedar Lake to Crown Point, parents hoping it would help us. So after a few months of torture for my appearance and musical tastes i met Dannny Menefee. After a while he got a drum-set from his old cousin. It was about 20 years old if i can remember. Anyway, when i turned 13{were young fucks}I bought my first guitar.A shitty 100$ Jay Renolds electric guitar. The thing was light as fuck, and sounded like shit, but it was a guitar. So we were really fucking stoked about practice. So we practiced. I played on one or two strings{dick dale style} and Danny knew some beats. We ended making two instrumental songs. So soon our stoner/skateboarder friends wanted to get in on the band so once they got instruments they got in.Tommy Davidson on bass and Steve Mchenny on rhythym guitar. The problem was Steve couldnt play worth shit, and we couldnt think of anything to do with the bass. Soon after two practices Tommy and Steve quit. So after some more weeks of practicing we found another member to the band.Brian Philips, horror movie lover{plus for him!}and newly a guitarist. Brian could play like three intros to songs like Purple Haze and Back in Black. So i can't remember if he quit or we kicked his ass out, but it doesn't really fucking matter.So now we were in JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL! Another term for exploitation and humilation. Into the year i met Tyler Thompson a.k.a. Stimpy XTX.He wore too much punk stuffhe looked like a poser but then i talked to him and shit. Ever since then we have been breaking shit and fucking up shit since. Now the original posistion for Tyler was bass. So we went to his house to get his bass. Me and Danny met his mother, she was freaky. And I didnt make a good impression either.I was wearing a misfits fiend skull shirt when meeting her.She despises punk and espically the misfits. So in Danny's basement{our current rehearsal place at the time} Stimpy plugged in. He sucked ass. He didn't know anything about bass, we couldnt even teach him to play two fucking frets!HAHA. So over time Danny grew into a jocky preppie and also loosing all intrest in the band. Danny just faded away. Now it was a guitarist and a shitty bassist. I had taught myself how to play the guitar and sounded decent at least. So Stimpy soon told me he was much better at playing the drums. So he got a drum later on. As luck would have it, my guitar got all fucked up from the poundings and shitty treatment i gave it.We waited for at least a month until i got a new guitar. I got brand-new guitar from First Act guitars.170$ it was. I thought it would be a shitty axe but this thing had action and sounded almost like a Fender Sratocaster. So we got his fucking garge cleaned up.Then we started making MUSIC. |
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| So everything seemed good so far. With a 2o year old Fender amp and a new raging drumset the sound was uneven. | ||||||||||||||||||
| My Generic Axe :} |
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| We soon stumbled upon a new guitarist Dominick. I never met the guy but Stimpy did. So i switched over to bass was no problem, but before i could even pluck a bass string, it collapsed. Dominick could never come to practice cause he was in college and shit. So we eventually just let him go. Well, Stimpy and I flunked 7th grade, me drugs and laziness, Stimpy just stupid-O:. So we had come this far so why not go on. We went on to drawing our logo on everything, including walls a various desks. I spray painted some t-shirts with the logo on them. So after a while, we met a fellow flunkie Nick Nostaellao a.k.a. Spick Costalleo. We werent sure if he could play bass but he said he did. And one of my friends that moved ahead Chris Killer, i will not state his real name . He had screwed on some stuff with the during the era of me and Danny. Chris had a loud strong voice and was in the band quick. Stimpy and I happy that we had a whole band. We had practice right away.Nick had to use Chris's spare bass because he did not own one. It was awesome. Neighbors started bitching at us but we laughed in their "i wanna watch tv" faces! |
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