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Welcome back.
And here we are again, some three years later. Still not enough equipment or motivation to get things moving. But still, there is hope...
Rectal Spawn is back, perhaps better than ever... no, 'better' should not even be in a sentence with Rectal Spawn. We're Shit, and we love it.
Benalla is no longer an inspiration nor a delimma, only now a memory burning in the past like some brutal keyboard experimentation hammering your
skull until it leaks its gooy fluids onto the floor whilst your sisters bastard child laps at it hungerly as if it was the fresh yummy goodness of a
BBQ meateaters pizza.
What? Oh, yes. We're back.
Shit spun by me in the beginning...
Rectal Spawn is, or will be, a band-project created and fueled by me. The style of music we produce is of the Death/Grind sort [note: actually at the moment I'm really getting into black metal, so who knows], such as Napalm Death, early Fear Factory, and other simple crap that is not to hard for us, because we suck. Mostly it will be just simple death, if we can accomplish even that, and the Grind aspect will mostly come from the comedy edge that we will take with the lyrics and such. We never expect to actually play as a whole, live, or anything, as all music will be written in isolation from other instruments, which isn't really a good idea when your writing music, but fuck it. How it will be done is better explained in the 'how' section.
Since I have nothing better to do or say, I guess I'll just fill this page up with a heap of boring background info..
We live in Benalla. Now if you actually know of the town, then theres no reason for me to tell
you how fucking boring, small, and boring it is. One of those hick towns where you know
every face, and to actually get some entertainment out of your own home, you have to go to the
next town. We don't even have a fucking McDonalds.
The youth are divided into 2 groups, the
ones who are still in school and are working towards their future, and will move to Melbourne
after Year 12 or something, and the drug culture skeg fucks who don't goto school, hang around
all day smoking dope and other drugs and are, sadly, the future of this town.
Unhealthy dosages of boredom has its advantages, like inducing unhealthy dosages of imagination. But we are in small numbers, the ignoarnt and boring peoples of mainstream culture still exist, and my secret organisation that plans the genocide of these lifeless drones is still not complete, but thats a different story ...
In conclusion...
Boredom = Imagination = RECTAL SPAWN
Oh, and the fact that I love metal and playing guitar is also a strong reason as to why you are able to read this now ...
