A couple of days ago, me and Bedlam went over what to do about Maniac’s obsession with trying to violate everything he sees. Bedlams ideas were…radical at best. Crazy at worst. He kept on trying to convince me that the best thing for Maniac would be to let him loose on a crowd of unguarded children. Preferably by getting a job at a kindergarten. And since I’m obviously the voice of reason in the Clan (however the fuck that happened) I disagreed because I still believe Maniac needs to be monitored. Don’t get me wrong, the kids probably have it coming I just think he’ll get it wrong and accidentally teach them something instead. Then how are we to subvert them with our lyrical content?

This is why Maniac’s no good with kids

So instead I opted to park him in front of a TV with the hope that the flashing colors would keep him distracted from doin anything to stupid. Guess I was wrong. After a while the combination of moving pictures and audio proved to be a bit much for Maniac’s crazy head so he started screaming how his demons were harassing him. The he threw the TV out the window and we basically said: “Fuck it.”

Could this be the demon of which he speaks?

Well, at least he came in touch with his demons which proved to be an important part of the songwriting process.

/Mutt