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State: Missouri
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Saturday, June 27, 2009 
yo, here's all the retarded lyrics ive written to everything we've done (except the lp, which someone already kindly transcribed for me here)! the stuff from the demo is first cause i dont think the demo even came with a lyrics sheet, and to this point ive been the only one that even knows em, haha. the rest of everything is here cause i know most of you downloaded all our shit illegitimately (dont lie!) and this way even you thievin bastards can help me out singing at shows. enjOI!

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DEMO 2004: 

Barnraiser Intro/Barefoot, Toothless, and Pissed....

the day began in the same way
as it had any other day
young murphy stopped for a bite to eat
at the coffee shop near his job on wall street
as he stepped into the morning sun
he had no idea of what had begun
they chose today to settle the score
from centuries ago -- the civil war
the conflict was finally taken back to the streets
the rebel flag waved overhead as they rolled over the dead
and union ass was beaten to a pulp
from monster trucks and their dirtbikes they waged gunfights
those yankee fucks
they should've seen this coming for years
for along with the "calvin pissing" stickers and "no fears" was another bumper warning that very clearly read: "the south shall rise again"
as it turns out all the rusted bikes and car parts in their yards
were the materials they'd been using to build their supply of arms
the first place to attack was commerce central for the north
for it's destruction would cause financial ruin and chaos to spread forth
and as the ghost of general lee watched on
the rebels fought the battle until every northerner was gone
the bankers - dead
the lawyers - dead
the loaners - dead
stockbrokers - dead
and as murphy gasped his final breath he wondered why they hadn't listened....

Bring me the Head of Beatle Bob....

what the fuck am i supposed to do
when i see your ass on channel 2
jump up from bed my eyes see red its a rude awakening
that even when i try to fucking sleep there's no escap(en)ing (i make up words)
i know that fucking asshat "tim ezell" told you you're cool
but even you have to know you're a motherfucking tool
fraudulent fucker
lying your way into the shows
you stupid piece of shit
too pathetic for words
you will suffer
if you try to steal our shit
you're gonna get hit
too pathetic for words
it's hard for me to see how anyone can take you serious when that mop you got up top makes your head look just like a penis
i've seen your bullshit all before; i know what you're about, so no you can't get in for free, now get the fuck out....

Omen of Prophecy....

they say the trouble started with the setting of the sun
when the city of st louis was attacked by a dragon
he perched atop the arch and from this vantage point could see
the victims he would soon fucking devour on the streets

and then the hellspawn struck!
the beast flew over south grand and started flaming up the bars....
and thrashing patrons with his claws as they ran for their cars
the puny pathetic mortals knew they didnt stand a chance
and as he melted off their faces they could only piss their pants
meanwhile
sir odinkarr raised his voice to the night sky
he knew the day of prophecy was now nigh
he said "before you in my armor i now stand"
"and the time of reckoning is now at hand"
the dragon narrowed his mighty eyes as slowly he stepped forward
while sir odinkarr reached to his back and drew out his broadsword
the battle that took place was fortold centuries in the past
and each of these awesome warriors knew that it could be their last
the combat commenced
(MASS BLOODSHED)
odinkarr lunged and swung for the monster's head
(AND SCORCHED FLESH)
but a single fiery blast could soon find him dead
(STREETS FLOW RED)
a conflict set forth as the gods had willed
the steel of a man versus beast
raged on until one was deceased
this ancient prophecy has been fulfilled....

MC Clitty for President ‘04....

come now and hear the tune
about a most excellent dude
king of the party, plain and simple
stabbed a ballpoint pen right through his nipple
an eggroll chef that inspires
he's a master artist with a deep-fryer
a caring man who's never rude
he's just a fucking righteous dude
he'll mosh his house to his favorite song
while terrorizing the beer bong
he'll never consider himself "too old"
no playplace too high, no creek too fucking cold
dj horsepower!....

The Foodening ($3.99 Mark of the Feast)....

well it happened in the month of june
the crew'd been partying since noon
the sun had not even yet sunk
but we were fucking drunk
the beast it called from deep inside
we knew there was no way to hide
hunger creature attacking
appease the foodening
jumped in the car and hit the streets
in search of eats on which to feed
the destination this epic day:
the pizza buffet
$3.99 -- all you can eat pizza
$3.99 -- pasta and meats at
$3.99 -- the price denotes the mark of the feast
we climbed across the buffet table
devouring all that we were able
and when your average men would drop
we didn't fucking stop
we cleaned out the entire store
pizza warriors, we righteous four
we razed and pillaged this delicious land
buffet vikings
mark of the feast (x4)
the foodination was strong this day and we annihilated the whole buffet but when we asked the counter girl for more she turned and pointed us to the fucking door
pay heed to the sign
"all you can eat" it says for $3.99
now our demands are clear
if you stand in our way
you'll perish on this day for no one can contain
the fucking foodening....

HUNG JURY EP:

Awesome Party Intro / Party Squad Unite!

party squad unite!
round up the troops, pack up the van lets hit the road
just got the word from the mayor on the emergency phone
a distress call about a gathering that shall not rock
required: the intervention of the awesome party squad!
dispatched with speed we grab what we need
first on the list is beer and weed
a tube that's long for the beer bong
will keep the party going strong
paint grenades aid this crusade
that shit may dry, but it never fades
righteous dudes, no attitudes
and fun will ensue so lets fucking go
converged upon the target 
go blue team go
swarm formation ready set
go red team go
an elite tactical party unit
party squad go
the swat team of thrash awesome party squad go!
this place is getting fucking trashed
just another night of parties crashed
til the beer is gone and the bowl is cashed
just watch as we show you how to thrash
our host is pissed, she's on a rant
cause someone peed in the potted plants
we should probably leave but i know we cant
the sun is not yet coming up and 
we're just getting started
destroy everything (x4)

Mortal Kombat

The one thing I cant fucking stand
When im at a show watching a band
Is careless ninjas in the place
That clock me right upside the face
Before you bring it to the show
Perhaps more work at the dojo
Maybe that shit would be less lame
If you improved your fucking aim
No mortal kombat
Kicked in the back during the sing-a-long
No mortal kombat
Makes it hard for me to sing the song
No mortal kombat
This ufc shit has to go
No mortal kombat
Nooooooo!!
Im sick of standing in the back to avoid your martial arts attack
you say its “hard”core and im too soft well to that I must say fuck off 
I didn’t come here to get hit; I came to fucking circle pit 
Poorly aimed kicks leave me irate and fill me with fucking hate!

The Hung Jury

humanity stands on trial and things are looking bleak
your crimes go unpunished no more
yes now begins the reckoning
the cousels have both rest their case; no witness left to call
armagedden soon shall reign
behold civilization's fall
the same dark fate for one and all
your life in the hands of the jury of the dead
your time is up; the prosecution soon will have your head
your fate is sealed once the verdict is read
and so it is the end of days
the preparations have been made
the executioners await 
to taking your fucking life away
your blood runs cold
you taste the fear
there'll be no mercy for you here
your luck's run out;, all hope is lost
your mortal life shall pay the cost
prepare to face the wrath of cross examination - go!
cross examination
cross examination
sonic mutilation
towards world domination
cross examination
cross examination
max inebriation
thrash the population
and so it was foretold that it would one day come to pass
4 dark horsemen of metal would rise up and fucking thrash....lets go!

P.A.C.P.

Radiation swept across the remnants of the earth
Mutanagens, they pierced the skin; a new breed was birthed
A legion of mutated souls in never-ending pain
Dreaming of happier times, when the world they knew was sane
As they lumbered across the earth in search of some salvation
They came across a record player playing cross examination
Exposure had destroyed their brains, but they knew what they did hear
And it gave one of them an idea
He began to concoct
A plan forged in rock
To turn back the clock
To a time before the bombs had dropped
To escape all this shit
They must never quit
You shouldve seen it
The post-apocalyptic circle pit
The mission executed was one that was entirely
Inspired by a scene they all knew from the first superman movie
Mutants circled round the earth and ran counter-clockwise
In a last desperate attempt to regain their prior lives
On and on they ran
Caused a whirlwind of sand
Their feet shook the land
Warped time like the delorean
To escape all this shit
They must never quit
You shouldve seen it
The post-apocalyptic circle pit

SUPER PARTY BROTHERS SPLIT:

Kegwreckers

we came here to drink the beer
i understand you're hosting a party this weekend 
and i was wondering if you'd be kind enough to invite me and my friends
we'll play it cool; we'll be real nice, won't give you any crap
oh and am i correct to assume that the beer will be on tap?
FUCK YEAH
we're drinking all your beer
no false pretense; let's make this clear
we'll camp by the keg 'til the end
there won't be anything left for you or your friends
i guess you probably thought 4 kegs would be enough
but man you underestimated; we're still here and hanging tough
we've got some staying power that you never could concieve
like homer jay at a buffet you just cannot get us to leave
take a hint, think twice
take a piece of this advice
you let us in; you fucked up
now close your mouth, give me a cup -- and fill it
and we're raiding your fridge too!

Destruction  Prescription

man if you see me with that look in my eye, stay outta my way
while normally a chillaxed type of guy, i'm having a bad day
so stressed; my mind is fucking fried
can't take it; feel like i'm gonna fucking die
my hands keep shaking; my nerves are blown
if i don't do something i think i'm gonna fucking explode
well i'm not the type to let things get me down, you know
it's just when life hands me lemons i throw them through life's window
i'm the type of dude that when things get me irate
it's time to climb up on a roof and target shoot some fucking plates
break shit - yeah i just wanna
break shit - this time i'm gonna
break shit - just go king kong 
and crush all that's in front of me
break shit - throw bricks through windows
break shit - kick man-sized wall holes
break shit - there's no one home 
let's throw this oven down the stairs
take a deep breath - why would i do that when i could
throw a tv set - off a fucking bridge
i can't take it - need to find a bat and have a
destructive fit - just smash something to shreds
break shit - yeah i just wanna
break shit - this time i'm gonna
break shit - just go king kong 
and crush all that's in front of me
break shit - it's theraputic
break shit - just grab a pool stick
break shit - find something glass and
OH MY GODDDDD
this time i'm afraid that i've gone too far
throwing homemade grenades inside people's cars
smashing down their front doors with hammers in hand
destroy all i see; smash everything i can
it's a destruction fucking prescription - GO!!!!
(*all events described within this song inspired by actual events!)

Blackout

it was 3 in the morning or so when i left the bar 
and stumbled drunk across the parking lot in search of my car
i was fumbling with my keys when everything started to go black
and i felt this sickly cold grow up the small of my back
i can't remember it
don't know just what i did
like some demon possessed
i can't believe they're dead
shaking off the dizziness i unlocked the door
and leaned my weight against its frame until my footing was sure
i just thought i'd sleep it off in my car for the night
and when i woke up in the morning everything would be alright
i can't remember it
don't know just what i did
like some demon possessed
i can't believe they're dead
i came to all in a daze, dropped to the ground with a thud
and looking down upon myself saw i was covered in blood
and it all came back!
awake i stepped out of the car, walked back into the place
whereupon i leaned across the bar and grabbed it's tender by his face
you watered down my drinks all night, my bill was way too high
i know you tried to cheat me, stupid fuck, and now you're gonna die
"then they laughed like it was a joke but they can't laugh without a throat"*
the other patrons screamed in fear but the only voice that i could hear said
kill them all x6
(*....thanks infest!)

Subterranean Thrash Assault

you booked us a show and said everything was a go
but now the venue flaked; you're totally screwed
2 days from the date set you're clearing a spot in your basement
the show must go on, man, what else could you do?
your laundry room once held all your hangers
but now its filled with punks and headbangers
and your roommate’s getting pissed off
defending his stuff from all the kids here rowdy and full of beer
tonight’s the night of subterranean thrash assault
if your neighbors call the cops it's not our fault
you shouldn't move next door to people that suck ass
we just came to have some fun and play some thrash, have a blast
before we leave we'll siphon their cars of all the gas
we're doing dives off the washing machine
and i saw some drunk with his head in the dryer
so i doubt your clothes are still clean
yeah basement shows are the best around
and the underground scene's always better
when its under the ground
your lawn will get fucking tortured
by drunken thrashers puking off your porch
and on your floor beer will get fucking spilled
so don't forget to get the keg refilled
(*thanks to the Amniotics dudes for teaching me how i should sing those last 2 lines! AUTUMN TIME!)

The Bluntacolypse

it came from on high
its smoke filled the sky
citizens were fried
bluntacolypse nigh
50 stories tall
smashing though the walls
as buildings did fall
they sent out the call
SOS!
the military, army, air force and marines they all came through in full attack but could do nothing at the scene
this monstrous creature smashing smoking stomping through the streets had this effect that made them want to play video games and eat
it was a blunt
400 foot blunt
and their united front
could do nothing at all; the enemy was too powerful
the smoke
filled the air and made them choke
til their resolve was broke
like laughing gas it swiftly knocked them on their ass
get me the awesome party squad
the mayor shouted into the red phones receiver
get me the awesome party squad
they are the ones that we need to be here
get me the awesome party squad
this is essential to our very survival
get me the awesome party squad go!
at a.p.s. hq the crew was being fly when shining bright outside our window came the signal in the sky
we finished off our beers and ran out quickly to the van ready to aid and serve the public like only our squadron can
we saw a blunt
400 foot blunt
standing right out front
of city hall; the police could do nothing at all
surprised
could not believe our eyes
impressed by its size
hurried and scanned the scene as we devised a plan
we split into 4 groups; divide and conquer with our troops
knowing that if we did we'd get it surrounded
scaling up the building was key we knew and just the thing
get up to its level and send it back to hell
repelling down from on our ropes from up high was our only hope 
to get into a position from which we could attack and win
we climbed up on the monster's back and swiftly began our attack 
were well into the fight and then it happened: a moment of zen!
(*news report compliments of reporter Dick Baggerdly and the fucking Mayor!)


Wednesday, June 17, 2009 
the following are all true facts, in no particular order and generally without context. enjoi!

ryan o'brien, cross exam drummist, was once ranked #16 in the world at the pokemon card game. to hear him tell it he would have been ranked higher but he was hustling the circuit, throwing games intentionally in exchange for other players' cards and cash.

cross exam's contract with organized crime includes a "keeping it real" clause, barring the company from "any and all forms of 'player-hating', up to and including any manner of 'game crushing'." we snuck it in there by editing and re-printing the contract sent to us without telling anyone. what's extra funny is that clint (organized crime records corporate ceo presidential chief of staff) did not even notice, on account of the fact that leon signed his name in his own blood, after which clint did not want to touch the thing long enough to read it.

daniel and leon met each other in cub scouts. ray and ryan met in high school. daniel and leon met ray and ryan 10 years ago. all four of us met justin a couple years after that. we are all lifelong friends and this band will probably never have a lineup change (that is to say, if any of us were ever not able to do the band anymore for whatever reason, that would probably be the end of it).

daniel usually records vocals naked. for "the hung jury", there was also a world war 2 era flight helmet involved, and a shitload of high kicks.

cross exam has never asked for a guarantee, as to do so would not be punk rock. if we were to, however, it would be as follows: one tank of gas (our van has a 32 gallon tank), one case of beer, one bag of weed, and least importantly some amount of food. if you are ever looking to entice us to your town, offering us this would boost your chances of us not being too lazy to do so, but it isnt a requirement.

cross exam is and always has been fiercely anti-professional. i say "anti" as opposed to "un" because "un" does not adequately reflect our complete and utter disdain for professionalism. we play in this band strictly for the good times and with no expectations or desire to ever make any money whatsoever. in keeping, we're late for everything always and usually without equipment. also we often forget to even bring in merch and when we do we often give stuff away. if anything this band hemorrhages money in every direction.

the following are the sketches i sent to dan zettwoch, artist for "the hung jury", when explaining to him what i had in mind for the artwork. i drew them hurriedly in ms paint, but rest assured that i have no artistic ability whatsoever and it would have looked just as ridiculous if i had time and art supplies. the fact that dan whipped up something so awesome from so little just serves as a testament to his skillz though:

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there are 2 versions of the song "the foodening". one is "3.99" and one is "3.49". the reason for this is when we recorded the demo it was all about cici's pizza buffet, a three dollar and 99 cent pizza gorging of epic proportions. but THEN they built a pizza street out here, which turns out has better pizza, dance dance revolution for ryan's nerdy ass, and it was 50 cents less! so we switched allegiances and changed the song. then pizza street upped their price to 3.99 and it fucked our worlds up.

our obvious influences are obvious (obviously). some of our less obvious influences are as follows:

pennywise (10 years ago, ryan and leon each learned their respective instruments playing pennywise songs, independently of one another)
spazz (sampling / short songs / weird song structures)
beastie boys (overall hype-ness)
guttermouth (stupid, immature lyrics)
asshole parade (the ridiculously high-pitched way that daniel sings)

thanks to an epic miscommunication, the art for menace ii sobriety originally included graphic, graphic depictions of demons having all manner of gay sex with one another. that sounds like all the makings of a punchline, i know, but its simply a fact.

enjoy that knowledge i just dropped all over your ass, and get ready for our fifth year birthday show on august 28th! worrrrrrrrrrrrddddddddd
Sunday, January 11, 2009 
we got THIS sweet review in METAL HAMMER, featuring my favorite thing anyone has ever said about my band (the beavis and butthead bit). awesome!





Saturday, January 10, 2009 
hey, we got this sweet review in the latest issue of "Outburn" magazine! check it:



Cross Examination
Menace II Sobriety
(Organized Crime)

DRUNKEN THRASH:You have got to hand it to Missouri's Cross Examination for coming up with some downright comedic lyrical content to go with their Municipal Waste/DRI/Suicidal Tendencies brand of hyper thrash. And they've been in the game doing just that well before it became cool to playold-school thrash metal again. On the cleverly titled Menace II Sobriety the jokes keep flying and the thrash keeps hurling along at breakneck speeds. A brilliant cover painting of a skeletal drunk strapped in a beer-lectric chair being forced to ingest suds and an accompanying comic book entitled Tales from the Keg that is gorgeously assembled comprise only the tip of the iceberg. With song titles like"Necroponics," "Arson Party Squad," and "Raid Your Fridge," Cross Examination let us know that the party is paramount and thrash is the amphetamine that keeps it going all night long. Razor riffing, fast staccato beats, backing shouts, and the high-pitched schizoid vocals of Kegmaster D tell the musical story. Aside from the infrequent change of pace, the approach is rather one-dimensional, but no one ever accused Cross Examination of trying to be Opeth. Provided you've not yet gotten sick of retro thrash and are willing to indulge in a beer bong or two, Menace II Sobriety is a welcome kick in the ass. ~ Scott Alisglu

Monday, December 29, 2008 
yoooooooo, so in the last few months there's been some pretty major shit going down in the personal lives of some of us dudes and i thought it was worth sharing! comments are encouraged, as i hate typing these things and its my only incentive:

Ray, as of june, has a beatiful baby girl by the name of Alexis that he's been all gay about. here she is:



and here's the happy family:



adorable, to be sure! and as you can see, both her eyes face the same direction at all times, thereby ALREADY giving her a leg up on her dad.

in light of this food consuming crapfactory coming into ray's life and home, the poor man had to go out and get a dreaded "REAL JOB" and as such had to cut off all his hair (!) because as we all know, "real jobs" won't hire you unless you look like a gaylord.



mission accomplished!

in other news, i (daniel), as of halloween this year, am officially a married man. here's a picture of me from the wedding (note the ring):



if you dont get the costume, google "steve youngblood" and watch more upright citizen's brgade. also, here's a picture of my "groomsmen", most of whom you should recognize:



finally, here's one of the very patient woman that has foolishly agreed to put up with me for the rest of our lives (julia), along with her son to whom i am now officially stepdad (marshall):



anyway, since being married my life has changed in no way whatsoever except that i wear a ring now. the fact that julia and i had been going out for like 5 years or something before all of this happened probably has a lot to do with that.

in perhaps the most surprising news of this entire blog, ryan o'brien finally owns his very own drumset. word is it cost him somewhere around 300 bucks, which is $180 more expensive than the set i played on in all the bands i drummed in, so you KNOW its high quality. you see, ryan has never owned a set throughout the history of cross exam, playing instead on the unclaimed drums of his deceased associates. simply put, if someone in st louis owns a drumset, dies unexpectedly, and they have any connection to ryan o'brien in even the most remote manner, there is a reasonable chance they will end up in his possession, at least for a while. this has happened with more than one set. its not that he seeks them out, but the drums of the dead eventually seem to make their way to him. we think it has something to do with the deal he made with the devil to get to be such a damn good drummer. in any case, having had the latest dead guy's drums reclaimed by their rightful owner's family, ryan didnt have time to wait for someone to die, and was reluctant to start murdering, so he finally went out and bought some. when asked why it took him 5 years of us being a band to finally come up with 300 bucks, ryan replies "uh, i'm not trying to get low everyday." awesome.

i dont have any pictures of him with the new set or anything, so here's one of him eating a burrito:



for those of you that didnt know, justin was unable to go on the last tour for health reasons. he had a strep infection that travelled to his heart and started trashing the place. basically, day 1 he felt crappy, day 2 his throat hurt, day 3 he could feel every heartbeat in his chest as extreme agony. he went to the hospital and they told him the infection had caused his heart get inflamed and that it didnt have enough room to beat in his chest, and that he was just about to have a heart attack. he had to stay in the hospital for a few days and take it easy for several months, but he's pretty much back to his old self again and has been given a clean bill of health by his doctors. i dont have any pictures of justin in the hospital or anything, so here's one of him dressed as peewee herman, hanging out with eazy-e (also from my wedding, btw):



leon, since last tour, has told 2 jobs to go to hell and has been barbecuing, drinking, and generally keeping it more real than all the rest of us put together. there ain't too much more that can be said about it frankly, cause that's just how it is. being that virtually every picture of leon is of him keeping it real, here's another from my wedding, giving his "best man" toast:



i know what you're thinking and yes, he did speak through the voice changer thing and yes he did bring word from the emperor.

anyway, thats whats up with us! we're officially off of our lazy we-just-wrote-an-LP-and-went-on-tour-so-no-we-dont-feel-like-playing-any-shows-right-now "high"-atus and will be playing out again this january. word up!


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Monday, December 08, 2008 



So we were named 'Best Metal Band in St. Louis' by St. Louis's alt-weekly newspaper 'The Riverfront Times'. Here's the little write-up they did:

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Best Metal Band


Cross Examination



In the very front row at Cross Examination's shows — whether there's a
stage or not — you'll encounter fist-banging idiots. And the band would
have it no other way, because those idiots up front are partying. As
hard. As they can. Cross Examination inspires that kind of Awesome
Partying via its 'totally sweet' thrash metal. In a scene filled with
boring style biters, Cross Exam pushes the creative envelope with
hilarious YouTube videos of their exploits. While metal shows mean coat
hangers hidden in flannel sleeves to some, to Cross Exam they equate to
a good time. But take Advil before the show.

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Sweet! Also, our song 'Raid Your Fridge' won us an award as well in the surely highly competitive 'Best Song Under One Minute' category. Here's what THAT little write up looks like:


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Best Song Under One Minute


'Raid Your Fridge'



Andrew W.K. parties hard, but Cross Examination parties harder. In the time it
takes most college freshmen to choke down a Bartles & Jaymes, the
members of Cross Examination can finish a 30- pack of Keystone Light
and lose track of their tally of bong rips. Witness the brief 'Raid
Your Fridge,' in which a galloping guitar introduces a thrashy
onslaught of palm-muted riffs and lightning-fast drumming before
frontman Daniel Hill's lyrics cut to the point: 'The beers have all
been vanquished/The party's almost cached/That's why I'm rummaging
through your crib/Looking for your stash.' By the time the dude choir
chants the song's title with fists in the air, it becomes clear that
Cross Examination is a party crasher's dream and a landlord's worst
nightmare.

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Double sweet! This means that from now on every time we play it live, I can introduce that song as 'our award-winning smash single'. Awesome.


Finally in RFT news, our buddy Nick Lucchesi over there wrote a sweet article about us a few months back that rules! Check it out:

http://www.riverfronttimes.com/2008-07-23/music/st-louis-thrash-punks-cross-examination-s-rep-is-built-on-beer-bongs-riffs-and-youtube/

Comparisons to Slayer, Andrew W. K. and the Beastie Boys all in one article? Can we say 'greatest write-up ever'?







Monday, December 08, 2008 


so i did an interview for SICZINE.COM that i think came out pretty sweet. here it is! (oh, and i hereby demand that you people leave some comments on these blogs or else i'm gonna start updating even more abysmally less than i already do! you've been warned) :

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Cross Examination are a group of thrashers that enjoy beer chugging
and junk food. They immediately caught my attention with their EP "The
Hung Jury" and after jamming out to their latest full length "Menace II
Sobriety" I knew I had to get in touch with these guys. The following
is the result of a less than sober interviewer and the wondeferous
invention known as the internet:


What’s good guys?


A jack in the box ultimate bacon cheeseburger, sans bun, sandwiched
between 2 tacos. hot sauce and ranch aplenty. go ahead and wrap your
brain's stomach around that one and then TRY to tell me its not an
appropriate answer to this question.


Why is that you guys have a touring bass player and guitarist? Someone in the band not allowed to cross state line perhaps?

Surprisingly no! We don't always, but this last tour we had to
for health reasons. Justin's heart tried to kill him (he got a strep
infection that moved to his heart, kicking immuno-ass and taking names)
and his doctor told him that he needed to play it super safe and super
healthy for a while or he'd die. He figured that jamming himself in an
air conditioner-less van with 7 other dudes living on a diet of cold
Chef Boyardee and warm, sun-ripened beers was probably a no-no.

Ray in the meantime, as of June, has a serious infestation of
"baby" at his house. they say its gonna take him a good 18 years before
its taken care of and the pest is gone. he named it "Alexis", which I
told him was a bad idea cause he'd get all attached, but never listens
to me. with him being all nice to it and loving it as he does, I don’t
see that its ever gonna leave.


What is the best video game system ever produced? Fuck all that new technology, SNES will always be my shit.

You said it yourself my friend. I will completely ruin your
world in Super Mario Cart. I take all challengers. There can be only
one!


Aside from the insane beer bong between two vans going 88MPH, what
is the craziest shit to ever go down inside the Cross Exam van?




Haha, if I remembered, it wouldn’t have been that crazy, would it?


You guys have played some wild shows, what is the most memorable?


I almost typed "see above" but then I remembered a good one....we
played Cedar Falls at this super rad dude "Matt Nasty"'s house. it was
a basement show, they made it a costume party, and it was fucking
awesome. they had all these mattresses and shit all over the walls so
when ya hit the walls moshing and whatnot ya dont get hurt....but they
ripped them all off the walls and just started throwing them and
jumping off of them and shit. I was buried under like three full size
mattresses with a broken mic cable within two songs. Afterwards I
picked Cheetos out of my hair for a half hour. Also, Matt Nasty was
completely naked the entire time. Shit was epic.


What is the best diner/restaurant/dive that you have visited during your time on the road?

This answer is bittersweet. Last summer we went west coast, and
to get there we made an ungodly, horrifying miserable 27 hour straight
drive from Des Moines, Iowa to Reno Nevada. Anyway, so just within
Utah's state lines we needed gas and stopped at this weird like biker
gas station....tiny little hole in the wall type of thing in the middle
of nowhere. Anyway, the lady there asked us what we were doing there
all the way from Missouri and we told her we were in a band and we were
on tour. she got all stoked! Told us she wanted to buy a cd, had all of
us sign it, and told us we could grab whatever we wanted, on the house
(definitely made everyone feel REALLLLLYY bad about all the shoplifted
food that was already lining everyone's pockets, but I digress).
Anyway, we went straight for the beer and nachos, of course. The nachos
were stellar, but after a handful of beers and no effect whatsoever I
became extremely concerned that beer simply did not work on me anymore.
Once we hit Reno we were informed by kids at the show of Utah's asinine
3.2% beer laws (all the beer from gas stations there have dramatically
less alcohol in them than those in the less god-fearing states.) we
ended up throwing the rest of them at people waiting in line outside of
the Gwar show down the street, which we then also snuck into.


What are some bands currently kicking your ass?

Ceremony gets weirder and weirder with every album, and I cannot
get enough of it, band DESTROYS. Also check out Violator from Brazil,
total slayer worship but FASTER. Soooooooooo good.


What is the best food that is a specialty from St. Louis? And when
you come to Philly, you must eat some mega fries. Seasoned fries with
cheese whiz, mozzarella, and bacon, baked to perfection. Also, it may
be hard to find but this place called Little Nicky’s has awesome
sandwiches. For instance the Fat Guta is a buffalo chicken cheesesteak
with mozzarella sticks, blue cheese, and fries (gotta get the curly
jawns though).


St. Louis style pizza is the city's most famous food specialty,
but....and my bandmates are going to call me a heretic for saying
this....St. louis style is dildos. Its just less of everything! paper
thin crust with a thin layer of provel cheese. Being the fat shit that
I am I find this completely unacceptable and worship at the altar of
Chicago style cheese stuffed
holy-fuck-I-can-feel-my-arteries-filling-with-molasses pizza. HOWEVER,
St louis rules everyone else's punk asses with TOASTED RAVIOLIS. take
ravioli, batter it, and deep fry it. in fact, we deep fry everything we
can possibly get our hands on, salute the flag, and thank the lord that
we live in the midwest,. my veins ooze fryer grease.


How did the comic book “Tales From The Keg” come into being?


Our
buddy Jeff "motherfucking" Worm, the greatest and most raddest man to
ever put pen to paper, asked us if it was ok if he did a comic book
based thematically on our band's stuff. We played it all casual and
cool being all like "yeah, sure, I guess, that’s cool man" while in
reality we were shitting ourselves in a veritable orgy of comic book
nerd bliss. Meantime Clint who runs Organized Crime caught wind and
asked us if it was ok if he put it out. We once again were like "yeah,
I mean, I guess" while in reality we were all literally so excited that
we actually achieved the ability to dance on air. So honestly, we had
very little to do with it at all, but are so stoked to exist in comic
book form we still can't even think straight.


When will the next installment of “Tales From The Keg” be out because I cannot wait to read about “The Bluntacolypse.”

We are planning on doing a new comic with everything we release
from now on, or until Jeff gets tired of doing them. I cannot possibly
stress enough how Jeff Worm is the coolest dude ever. Go here:
http://www.myspace.com/jeffworm and bask in his glory.


By the way, why is the blunt in “The Bluntacolypse” white. Is he supposed to be a ghostly blunt that has risen from the ashtray?

Hahahaha, actually it was just the color confines of a black and
white comic, but I like your theory immeasurably better than the real
reason, haha


What are some of your favorite gore, horror, slasher films?

Evil Dead 1 and 2, Army of Darkness, Dead Alive, and the more
recent and criminally overlooked and underrated "Cabin Fever".
Seriously everyone in the world should watch that movie. Its worth it
for all the "Boy Meets World" jokes you get to make alone.


Would you say you are a tits man or an ass man? And if you like
tits, do you like them big and bouncy or a nice, perky handful? If it’s
asses, do you like the ladies draggin’ a wagon or a nice tight rump?


"Swing low, sweet chariots." hahahahahaaaaa


You guys are from St. Louis and it is no secret that you guys love
Budweiser. Well, I’m sure you have heard that Bud was bought by InBev.
Has there been any cutbacks at the St. Louis plants or is it business
as usual?


I have no idea because I hate all current events, politics, news, or
basically anything that does not exist in cartoon form and now that I
got a DVR I can even fast forward through what little news I used to
get from the little local news bumps during commercial breaks. Frankly,
the U.S. could be invaded by aliens and I'd have no idea unless they
animated the news report and played it during adult swim


And speaking of beer, what is your go to 40oz?

Mickey's is law. ALTHOUGH, the beastie boys were right about the
brass monkey. Get Colt 45, drink it down to the top of the label,
refill with orange juice, mix it around a little, and you got a vitamin
c kick that'll leave ya waking up in places you don’t recognize


What is your favorite blunt to roll with; Phillies, Dutchies, White
Owl’s, Game’s, etc,.? Also what flavor do you prefer? I love the
Phillies because that’s what I started with but the peach White Owl’s
are the truth.


Having polled the guys, Phillies won by unanimous landslide, though for
the most part everyone concurred that as long as they got weed in 'em,
aint no one complaining, heh


What does the future hold for Cross Examination?

If history serves as a guide, unending, spiraling debt, vans
that explode constantly, and more of the most fun and raddest fucking
times of our entire lives.


Good looking on doing this fucker. If you have any shout outs, shit to get off your chest, let the shit fly!

Thanks for the interview! Also, I do have something to get off
my chest. Whoever decided its cool to make rappers nowadays sing with
that stupid robot effect on their voice should be shot on sight. and in
conclusion, smoke weed every day!


Friday, September 05, 2008 
yo, i was digging around for more reviews of the LP and i came across this old review of the spring break split! word up

http://www.geocities.com/metalbeerhorror/metal/rev2008.html

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CROSS EXAMINATION / SPRING BREAK-Super Party Brothers-2007-Deep Six Records

Holy fucking shit, folks...this is some seriously fucking crazy thrash going on here. Ten songs (five from each band) blasted out in a short amount of time with one goal...to shred your body up and fucking kill you while pouring beer on your unworthy fucking corpse!

CROSS EXAMINATION are quickly becoming one of my favorite newer bands and there songs here are a good example why. Speedy as all fuck, vocally as volatile as on the bands "Hung Jury" release (if not a bit more ragged sounding due to the production), and generally just fun to listen to. If you haven't checked this band out yet then you fucking pose...that's all there is to it!

SPRING BREAK are a band who are relativley new to me, but they're pretty damn good as well. These lunatics tear shit up almost as good as CROSS EXAMINATION...but I'm sorry...CE being the best at this style right now (yes...even better than MUNICIPAL WASTE) but SPRING BREAK aren't a bunch of slouches either and their tracks here show me a band that I definetly have to look into a bit more.

Nothing much else to really go into...if you like thrash / crossover then you are gonna want to look for this and pick it the fuck up because it'll fuck you up...garaunteed. BUY OR FUCKING DIE!


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im not sure if there is vinyl of this left anywhere, but you can get cds here: http://www.crimescenemerch.com/crossexamination.html






Wednesday, September 03, 2008 

sweet!

http://www.metal-archives.com/review.php?id=206118

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Cross Examination - Menace II Sobriety - 80%
Written by mentalselfmutilation on August 31st, 2008

 
The new revival of thrash or retro thrash movement has become quiet large over the past few years. Every couple months you're seeing some of these new retro thrash bands in the metal media to the point they're becoming a dime a dozen, however inside this beer crazed insanity of the new wave of thrash metal there is some that are actually full dimes, and among those is Cross Examination.

For those who are familiar with their previous EP The Hung Jury you know that the Awesome Party Squad is definitely here to take over, and on their debut full-length effort, the band has definitely become one of the best bands to emerge from the scene. It's fast, it's chaotic, and it's soon to be one of the few gems in the rough. Taking on various similarities from early Municipal Waste and D.R.I, this band definitely has shown potential unseen in many other bands. The guitar work is very well executed on this recording, very clean solos, and technicality to them that few new bands can execute while recreating the old sound of the 80's.

If you've not caught on to the new wave, or have previously been disappointed with the bands emerging for it, searching for that one band worth listening to, look no further! Cross Examination has proven themselves to be a very solid group with much potential in the future. I'm eagerly looking forward to future efforts from this band! Awesome Party Squad Unite!

Sunday, August 31, 2008 
Menace II Sobriety review at SICZINE.COM!

 check it! http://www.siczine.com . awesome

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Cross Examination
Menace II Sobriety
Organized Crime Records

Jeff Karbow

I have already praised the Awesome Party Squad from St. Louis Missouri for their EP, "The Hung Jury" and as soon as I heard the intro, "Return of The Shredder" open up with a sample from the first, original live action Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie I knew this was going to be good, no scratch that, great!

It is no surprise to those that know their shit are aware that crossover and thrash have seen a revival over the last couple of years, especially since the re-emergence of Municipal Waste (man, I wonder if these guys are sick of hearing that name yet [I'm sure they are]). And it's hard to deny the similarities between Cross Exam and Municipal Waste, I mean they both play crossover and they both have a love for beer and the entertainment side of things. Like Municipal Waste, these guys have a penchant for beer bongs, neon signs encouraging circle pits, and just downright drunken debauchery. So naturally you are going to have people say this band is nothing more than a gimmick but they would be missing the point entirely. These guys sure as hell don't seem to be trying to get rich off what they do, which they wittingly make fun of in the track, "Thrashin' for the Cash In (Royalty Check)", and they definitely seem to love what they do without those big fat wallets.

These guys definitely improved upon their song writing for this 12-song rager. They still retain the thrashy, crossover sound that will undoubtedly draw comparisons to Municipal Waste (sick yet?), D.R.I, and Suicidal Tendencies, it's just that things are a bit more intricate this time around, especially in terms of the lead guitar work. Granted, the technicality displayed here won't be dropping any jaws but it is nice to see that these guys are aiming to improve themselves musically. Complimenting the improved musical prowess of the band are the movie samples that the band injects throughout the CD. And they do it wisely, they don't simply drop a sample in for the sake of dropping in a sample.

Like "The Hung Jury" the main attraction here are the lyrics. I mean let's just run through the song titles of the album: "Return of the Shredder (Intro)", "Maximum Overchill", "Necroponics", "Unlimited Chainsaw", "Arson Party Squad", "Collateral Jam-age", "Thrashin' for the Cash In (Royalty Check), "Raid Your Fridge", "Menace To Sobriety", "Blackout", "Operation Devastation", "The Wimp Chipper (Outro)". If you can't sense the awesomeness by that list alone, well, I don't know what to tell you.

Tales From The KegThe layout for "The Hung Jury" was sweet as hell but this is just...well, fucking awesome. This time the band enlisted the services of Jeff Worm to do the cover art. And the shit just explodes off of the gloss finished booklet. What's more metal than a zombie skeleton drinking from a beer foam hat as he suffers the wrath of the electric chair? Not fucking much. Except for maybe the awesome comic book that accompanies the first press of this CD. Jeff Worm did an exceptional job of bringing out the visions of the band in "Tales From The Keg 1". It is a 24-page, gloss booklet that is comprised of two stories: "Necroponics" & "The Omen of Prophecy". The first story, "Necroponics" is derived from the third track of the album which just so happens to be called "Necroponics"! It is a wonderful tale of marijuana that was grown atop a nutrient rich corpse that was eventually found by the band members. It definitely has that gangster ass Scooby Doo feel (wow, did I just say that?). The second comic "The Omen of Prophecy" is based off of the lyrics from the song "Omen of Prophecy" that appeared on "The Hung Jury". The song (comic book piece) is about a misunderstood dragon that somehow found his way to St. Louis, MI. For more details, buy the CD.

Rating: 4.5/5
Songs Worthy of Replay: "Necroponics", "Thrashin' for the Cash In (Royalty Check)" & "Maximum Overchill"
Synopsis: The Awesome Party Squad is back, stronger than ever. They have honed their chops, sharpened their tongues, and crushed beer bongs throughout. If you like crossver thrash and good times, pick this up ASAP!

Note from writer: I wrote this review the best way possible, under the influence of 2 Olde English quarts plus 8 and a blunt. If you don't like it, go cry to momma.

Check this shit out:

Cross Examination MySpace
Organized Crime Records Website
Jeff Worm's Website

This video is fucking awesome