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GREG KILLIN
Many many moons ago, Eric got off his
computer, exchanged his penny-loafers for
some vans, ripped off his pocket protector
and dedicated his life to metal, not to
computer games.
He immediately got tickets and went to see
Slayer at the Paramount. After lots of booze
he headed down to the bathroom. While
stareing at the ceiling enjoying his piss, he
heard a gurgling sound and looked down, and
there was this hippy with long hair, passed
out underneath the toilet drunk with piss on
him. That was Aaron, he is now our bassist.
Then one lonely night Eric wasn't getting any
nooky, so he invited Aaron to go to The Lusty
Lady, ya know by Pioneer Square up the street
from Doc Maynards. As they stood in line to
get in, they noticed a crazy man wearing a
bright orange radiation space suit, topped
off with a aluminum foil hat to stop the
voices. At first glimpse, Eric and Aaron just
figured it was just another boring Seattle
attraction. Then they saw him trying to sell
bibles to customers entering the club. They
knew instantly he had some balls. That was
Colm, he is now our singer.
They jammed for awhile. Then one uneventful
night after a practice, the guys decided to
make a trip to a porn shop. They picked the
Blue Video on Aurora Ave... just off old
99... In the alley besides the building, they
saw a fat hooker beating the hell out of this
skinny white guy with a Mohawk. After
listening closer it seems that the dude got
some head and didn't have any money. We felt
sorry for the poor bastard so we paid the
hooker her measly five bucks, and saved the
day. That was Greg, he's our drummer now.
Since then we've played show after show
building up our fan base, and our position in
the Seattle metal scene.
greg@dangermart.com
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