Second coming in our presentation of the bandmembers is The Mutt. Not totally clear who is telling the story of the Mutt… but anyway:

The beginning

Once upon a cold-ass winter night The Mutt crawled out from under a bin in a stinky alley. Full of questions regarding where he came from and who, or perhaps more importantly WHAT, he was, he stumbled out looking for answers.

Since a confused-looking child wandering the streets seems very suspicious, it didn’t take long for the authorities to take note of him whereupon they instantly sent him to a foster family. These people decided that it would be in his best interest if he went to school, but to be honest, they were probably just trying to get him to stop pissing on the living room carpet, so off he went.

The school years

These were the years when The Mutt developed his magnificent people skills and discovered his love of rock n’ roll. Other than that nothing of interest happened. Anywhere. So sayeth The Mutt.

All the other stuff

Many years of drunken stupor followed, where The Mutt discovered his now famous love of Jack Daniels. The first love affair between these two perfect subjects of affection led to The Mutt actually becoming somewhat whipped by the beautiful bottle. He stopped seeing friends and even built it a small house for it’s birthday. But when this didn’t please old Jack, he decided to just say ”Fuck it” and drink it. And he’s been drinking it ever since.

Rock n’ roll

For reasons you already should know, The Mutt eventually joined the Killer Clan of F.U.N where he now aspires to reach the new level of stardom where people will actually, voluntarily, bring him a bottle of Jack just for the fuck of it.

First Album
He can’t remember. But it had a lot of robots on the cover. The first album he remembers was Bon Jovi – Slippery when wet.

Most ridiculous phobia
Ithyphallophobia. And for all you illiterates out there this is the fear of seeing, thinking about or having an erect penis

Biggest secret sexual dream
Probably to have sex without having an erect penis

Favourite liquor
Well, I guess you guys can figure out that it’s Jägermei…ouch Mutt. Stop hitting me…

Favourite food
The one that’s digestible and gives you all the fat and sugar your body needs

Best gig in life
The one where they crushed their enemies, saw them driven before them and heard the lamentation of their enemies’ women. But hoping that each and every last one of all the Clan’s gigs will live up to that.

The best thing about being a part of Killer Clan of F.U.N.
Nobody tells him to stop drinking. It’s always ”Hey Mutt. Have some Jack Daniels”. Actually, there’s been talk about hiring a staff member who could provide alcohol (and cigarettes) for The Mutt

The worst thing about being a part of Killer Clan of F.U.N.
- We’ll since he got me writing this he says nothing’s bad anymore. Except for the other guys trying to steal all his women.

Who he would not like to spend the night with on a desert island
Well I don’t know if you know him, but in Sweden there is this guy with a sign saying that his high-school classmate murdered a former prime minister of Sweden. The Mutt claims that this guy is even crazier than Maniac and also adds that ”he gets enough crazy during rehearsals.”

Top 10 best songs of all time
“Well I don…ouch…Hey guys! The Mutt here. No one is writing this down but me. Since Maniac’s a fuck up and obviously hasn’t listened to a word I was saying I thought it best that I wrote this down without him. So I don’t know. Best songs ever. In no particular order. And definitely not what I would’ve chosen tomorrow but anyway.”

• Fucking Hostile – Pantera.
• Crimson – Edge of Sanity.
• Hysteria – Muse.
• Fireball – Deep Purple.
• Highway to Hell – AC/DC.
• Lori Meyers – NoFX.
• Rejected – Rancid.
• Man in Black – Johnny Cash.
• Suspicious Minds – Elvis Presley.
• I want to brek free – Queen.
• Blinded by fear – At The Gates.

“So that’s that I guess. I’m gonna have me some whiskey.” – The Mutt

This week there will be presentations of the bandmembers in the blog, one new each day until sunday. This is to celebrate that we have a couple of days off for recreation and drinking. No rest for the wicked you may say. In his own words: This is Stuff, the weird country man, the hardcore shit kicker from hell:

Stuff was born in the great eighties and was put through some hard times such as being one of the poorest kids on the block. But he got an acoustic guitar from his loving parents, and it was truly love at first sight. A guitar who he still got today and write most of his songs on.

He grew up listening to KISS as his father had a lot of records with them and Stuff sat in front of his father’s record player listening to their records from the seventies, listening and just stared at the covers, and was blown away by their rocking music and their makeup. Determined that one day he would be just as good as them and even a greater rockstar!

With that determination and a lot of hard work he struggled through school and work even though he hated that, and often he would not show up cause he had some blasterin’ riffs goin’ on at home! Now he’s set to claim the world together with the rest of the Clan, but he will NOT let the rest of the Clan taste any of the pretty girls standing in his/their way!

Stuffs first bought album:
Dynasty with KISS

The silliest phobia:
“I really hate spiders (from mars)”

The most secret wet dream:
“The Corrs-sisters together all at once!”

My favorite drink:
“Whiskey in all forms and brands”

My favorite food:
“Moms food”

My best gig so far in life:
“Hard to choose just one, but the gig we did in Höör not long ago is one of my favourites”

The best thing about playing in Killer Clan of F.U.N.:
“Sharing the stage with all nutcases in Killer Clan”

The worst thing about playing in Killer Clan of F.U.N.:
“When deciding who gets to have the last zip of the whiskey after our shows”

Who I would most certainly NOT choose to spend the night with on a desolate island:
“Elton John, hate his awful music and he also seems to be into guys….”

My top ten songs of all time:

1. Love Gun – KISS
2. Under My Wheels – Alice Cooper
3. Blind In Texas – WASP
4. Elected – Alice Cooper
5. Hard Headed Woman – Elvis
6. Oriental Beat – Hanoi Rocks
7. Malibu Beach Nightmare – Hanoi Rocks
8. Black Diamond – KISS
9. Tie Your Mother Down – Queen
10. I Want It All – Queen

this is a very good blog for all us lovers of rock in it’s classic form. This week they also have the great taste of making us “Band of the week” which of course we are very grateful for.

Visit Calles Rock Corner

Our friends in Badmouth are hard at work in a studio in Göteborg with Sators frontman Chips Kiesbye as a producer and that makes me really jealous. Also curious about the song “Radiator” that we heard them perform live at Mejeriet in february.

Visit the official website and read about the recordings in their blog at BADMOUTH

We’ve been slacking around the studio the first weekend without a gig for a very long time. Nice to finally be in a productive and asskicking band. Here is a treat for all you Killerheads out there. Bloopers included for your satisfaction. Bon appetit.

Hey y’all!

We have added a new section for your satisfaction. It’s the VIDEOS-section. There you can find the fresh video for Tattletail and also some liveshots from Mejeriet, Lund, Sweden february 13th. From that live show, there is also photos available in the PHOTOS-section.

This week is all work and no fun. But the weekend means gig i Höör and the Mutts birthday bash, where we also will make a rocking appearance. Looking forward to that.

Also a new post on the gigsection. We’re coming to rock Rockville L.A. in Landskrona April 16. We support this new club and hats off to Wilhelm who made it happen.

Mejeriet saturday and Rock Out Sundays, sunday (surprise!!!) in Stockholm at Harry B James. Watch this commercial spot for the Mejeriet gig in swedish. See ya there!

In a first rough cut, here’s the video for Tattletail. Enjoy and of course spread it to everyone you know. To see more of this vibrant rock band come to Mejeriet in Lund this saturday or Harry B James in Stockholm the day after. Check the gig section for additional info. You can also hear Maniac announcing the new guitarrist, who will also be present, in swedish Radio AF tonight at nine o’clock!

We are very happy that Vince Neil is headlinin the fantasic line up at Stockholm Rock Out as you can see on the poster of the last blog post. Also we are now puttin up posters all over Lund to announce the forthcoming show at Mejeriet.

A new guitarrist, to support Bedlam on stage, is currently learning our songs and we hope you all will see him on stage soon. When we are ready we will make a closer presentation here on the Killer Clan web.

In skånska, from me:

- Bang your head babe!

This is the first part of the chorus in our one day fresh song, which we will carry in the set for Rockbåten as the opening song. You will not be disapointed. As I sit here with a grand beaker of the latin american national drink of Calimucho and feel really lucky to be part of this crazy gang of fucked up nogoods It comes to mind that once there was this very young man called Archibald Daniels going on a short trip abroad to see his favourite artist Rob Zombie.

When the opening act was done they announced that mr Zombie was ill or something and instead the brittish pop band Ash would stand in. This was not great for the already VERY toxic Archibald. He went bezerk. Drank all the beer in a famous bar in the city where it all occured and blacked out like a baby. When he came to his senses (well almost that is) he found himself smoking a joint with two really weird guys at a railway station in the outer rim of that alien city.

From there he took an extremly expensive cab to the harbour just to find out that the last boat was long gone and it would be hours and hours until the first morning boat arrived. Now, this particular winters day there was a heavy snowstorm in this nordic capital and the bloke needed a place to rest. He found himself wandering the empty streets as the high wore off and finally he found a coffeshop to rest his frozen body and heat up the buzzing mind with a couple of beers.

At this little sleazy bar a very unsexy 70-year old eskimo woman without any front teeth asked if she could help him out with a blow job for the humble price of 8$. Archibald went into a chock state and screamed NOOOO! from the top of his loungs.

Soon after this the boat arrived and our hero found his friends, who had lost him after a fight with cops and ambulances involved, and he went home (only to continue the very unhealthy party that was going on).

But the lady from the bar stuck in his mind and jumped up like the man in the box in his nighmares years and years after this and now this event has crawled itself  into a song again. The soon to be finished “Stay-in-bed-day” will be at least partly inspired from theese events. Some of the involved may protest, but this is how the story goes…

Yours faithfully/ Maniac Archibald Daniels