It’s the middle of the night and I just woke up. My head’s still spinning after yesterday’s whiskey race with myself. I won. Soon I’ll be getting in the van to go to Stockholm Rock Out. If memory serves me, the other trips we’ve taken are quite interesting. There’s alot of trash talk going on and I think it will be even worse this time around.

I now see the flaw in the plan I mentioned in my other posts. I was going to steal Stuff’s magic hat, since it’s obviously the source behind his power. And I’m power hungry. But if I do, there’s no escaping him or the others. Hopefully I can exchange his hat with mine while noone is looking and he’ll never notice!

Also I can’t wait to go on stage this afternoon and kick off the whole thing. Kickass. And tomorrow Halmstad will be mine when we do another show there.

Gotta get my head to stop spinning now.

Later

Mutt

Yep.

I totally lied last time. Not about Maniac, no matter what he’s trying to say on Facebook, but about this post. I write alot about Maniac, but that’s just because I don’t think he can read it himself. So if I offend him my “reader guy” I’ve hired for Maniac will skip the really nasty parts. I guess what I’m trying to say is that it’s about time that I started talking shit about some of the other members. And by “shit” I mean lie, and by talk I mean “spew”.

Since I know some of you disapprove of “spewing” here’s a picture of a puppy

So there’s not alot of talk about Bedlam. I know what he does on friday nights and let me tell you, it ain’t pretty. I’ve actually seen him drink a can of soda. I asked him if there was booze in it but he refused to answer. The bastard. And let’s not forget about Stuff, the so called womanizer from the east. The bastard thinks he’s gonna steal all of my sweet ladies, but he won’t know what hit him when I’m done with him. What can you say about 3B that hasn’t already been said? Well, how about the FACT that he refuses to play shows unless he gets fish for dinner. FISH! What kind of rock n’ rollers are these people?!

Not pictured: Rock n’ roll

So before I leave you for today, here’s a picture that might help you figure out my plan for the ride to Stockholm Rock Out on friday.

Mutt out

Howdy folks!

The Mutt returns with an in dept analysis of what the fuck the Clan is doing. Well, not really. This will more be a torrent of bullshit that needs to leave my not-so-healthy brain. First of all, I think it’s about time the management finally gave back my blog access. They felt I shouldn’t be telling you all about what happens in Maniac’s head so they locked me out for a couple of weeks.

Pictured: Maniac’s brain

So fine. I threw them a bone. This time I won’t. I’m thinking of starting a new career. One of adventure and highway robbery. Obviously, that’s the only way one can get som cash these days. But I know you guys would miss me, so I probably won’t. Besides, someone needs to take care of Maniac, and the other drunkards sure as hell ain’t gonna do it.

It’s not that hard finding things you’d rather be doing

My next post will be about my plans for our upcoming trip. I don’t want to spoil anything (or give the other guys a heads-up too soon) so for now just listen to the amazing band HELLYEAH and think about what it could be.

Later

The Mutt

Lately, I’ve been getting a lot of calls from the press asking me what F.U.N. stands for and since I never bother checking the facts before I post stuff, I naturally just take a wild swing in the dark and go with it.

F.uriosly U.nderrated. Neurosis.

Yep.

It feels good to divulge band secrets when the moon is high and you can’t go howling since the cops obviously finds that to be “disturbing the peace”.

Aaaaaooooooooooooowwwww (Can’t stop me on the internet)

In just a couple of days the rest of us will join a drunken Maniac for a show to a bunch of bikers. Hopefully. I’m guessing Maniac’s already began planning on how to steal all the bikes and paint them in Clan colors (whatever that is) and if he actually goes through with it, it might be worse than the time he tried to convince Bedlam to “stop playing solos all the time” since he thought he was “stealing his glory”. That was a horrible day for all of us.

On a personal note, my whiskey’s all gotten mysteriously drunk by me, so I’m dry as fuck now. Feel free to ship boxes of Ol’ Jack’s to my house. Just put “House of the Mutt” on the box and it will find me.

Just a bunch of these will do

And also, we’ve started to create some killer tunes for our upcoming album “The Mutt Chronicles” (Working title) due to be recorded before the snow gets heavy enough to stop BBB’s trains derailing on his ass.

Don’t forget to preorder. (Also done by shipping Ol’ Jack’s to my house)

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.