I’ve been beatin’ around the bush for some time now with two important things in my life.

First: Faster Pussycats CD from 2006 “The Power And The Glory Hole”. I don’t fancy the techno approach these guys, fronted by Taime Down, have taken to their music. I loved the rawness and the energy that filled their first album and of course I loved “Wake me when it’s over” After that it seemed that every good rocking band had to try and reinvent rock n roll. And maybe that is something to be grateful for, but it doesn’t kick any ass. It just no good. Boring songs and no energy. It sounds a lot like the crap Tim Skold from swedish band Shotgun Messiah made ten years ago before he joined and got kicked out of Marilyn Manson. Manson at least have the magic fingers to put some energy into his music, while these copycats just fail. Now Faster Pussycat releases yet another album. I don’t know if I will even give it a chance. It’s called “Front Row For The Donkey Show” – If you do listen, please drop a line and tell me what you think.

Second: Nikki Sixx had a really sad 1987. It was the same year I got “Girls, girls, girls” and forced my kid sister to take pictures of me holding that album, an empty bottle of Jack Daniels and a bouquet of roses  with my hair teased up to the moon. If I had known how far off into the darkness he had slipped with his heroine addiction it would have scared the shit right out my ass. Very interesting read, this book of his “The Heroine diaries” (or is it “the Heroine diarrheas”). So all you kids out there, read it and then

STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM DRUGS!!!

Hey y’all!

I’m really happy today, the band has gotten a whole bunch of new gigdates (coming up on the GIG-site soon) and new material is soon recorded and served to you our increasingly growing crowd of Killer Clan of F.U.N. fans.

Also a lot of cool aroundstuff is going on. Some of it is still secret, but word about “The School of Rock tour 2009/2010″ is out on the street. We are as we speak forming cooperations with different people and organisations.

Me on the more private side… I’m sitting in a comfty chair, smoking apple tobacco and drink sweet tea. Life is mighty. So is the girl who invited me… see how long this lasts. She has said the three magic words – but so far I avoided it, like the snake that I am. She’s a fox and I just woke up one day in her bed after a wierd trip from toad muculus. A lot of vomiting added in that story, so I’ll just pass.

Over and out – psychonaut/ Maniac