Meanwhile, the firey abyss of hell is in chaos. The constant stream of generic pop slowly tears the torrid infrastructure of the underworld to pieces. This agony is nowhere more evident than in the dark eyes of the Lord Of The Abyss. The Devil sits upon his shrouded throne, his black eyes made blacker by the corporate musical stylings of contemporary radio. For it is a well known fact that Satan has always been a being who favored blues from the delta, early jazzmen and good old-fashioned metal (usually when he was in a good mood.) Amd the constant assault coming off the airwaves has caused anarchy in perdition.............well, more anarchy than usual anyways.
The Devil vows to break the Man's control over the earthly realm, and bring order back to chaos.
To achieve these ends, Scratch realized he would have to return truth and individuality to mankind. And it was in this, he created his most sinister weapon.
He would spend months digging through the collected souls of old jazz and blues musicians, bitter hip-hop MC's, and metalheads who had sold their souls one too many times. He filtered through all that rested in the torment of his fiery confines, settling on the angriest, the purest, and the most talented of his collection. He would also select individuals from his masses of geeks, for he really had no use for them in Hell. From this melting pot, he crafted a band of all gifted and tormented spirits, and kissed them with his wickedness.
These souls were sent to Earth, to bring forth a dark and wicked amalmagation of jazz and blues, funk and soul, rhythm and folk, all thrown together in the haphazard fashion of a roomful of monkeys, where it would be unleashed on the brain-dead populace of the planet.
The place is here, the time is now. The Bastard Groove Orchestra is here!
