"Disc of the Damned" is almost out! Official release date TBA shortly.

Here are some new tracks from the album. They've been mastered by the audio award winning genius Nomar Slevik, and you should enjoy the extra crispness ... ENJOY!!!

Several of my recent songs have been entered into the grand-mal cluster fuck of a "song contest" known as garageband.com.  Mostly to quench my narcissistic thirst for written reviews of my music.  That's really where the comedy is.  You can check it all out at GARAGEBAND.COM/ARTIST/DESTROYAH

Here's what one upstading person had to say about the song "Everything".  This happens to be the very first review I got from that site:

Im Hungry
I jerked of 3 times in the span of this 2 minutes. Im shootin blanks now, thanks to your phenomenal beats. Melody sounds like my cat shitting in her litter box, and i almost got a hernia trying to comment on the sequencing.

Good Effort.

Extra Credit: Female Vocals, Beat, Stupidest Song I've Ever Heard.
- wherestheescape Poonville, Alabama October 27^th, 2008 

did you hear about the fat-fuck murderer in Ohio being executed this morning? Apparently, this guy weighs 267 pounds, is 5'7", and has actually made a bid for his life based on his obesity. Like this is some reason not to get a lethal injection- wtf? Anyway, they've rightfully decided to kill the guy anyway. His last meal was something like a t-bone with A-1, onion rings, fries, 4 eggs, two liters of mountain dew, a pint of rocky road, and bear claws. my only question is this... WHY DO WE HAVE TO PAY FOR THIS FAT FUCK'S FOOD ADDICTION? I mean, it's not like he can ask for an 1/8 of weed, or a even 12 pack for shit's sake, so why is he allowed this? There are probably kids starving within spiting distance of the prison fence, and how the hell do you get obese in prison anyway? I guess with our tax dollars, that's how.

Alpha thinking- whatever you want to call it. Apparently, some people really believe in this stuff. I once asked a wise old owl with glasses;

Q: How much Human thought does it take to change the world?


A: The square root of one percent of the world's population (roughly 8,400 people)

Needless to say, I don't think that particular owl had won a Nobel prize. Not even for peace.

Now, my real point is this; Be careful with unwieldy optimism– it's not in vogue these days, and it's the tell-tale sign of a dumb-ass.

-Kai

Wow.  Here I am posting my first blog in a looooong time, and all of a sudden, the normaly quaint net cafe which I’m at explodes into a battle royale of gang violence (seriously).  Of course, the guy getting jumped is a friend/co-worker/innocent guy, so I pretty much had to stop what I was doing, get up, walk a couple of feet, and then break up the damned thing.  The things that interrupt my life, I tell you.  Fortunately, the thugs must have smelled my dominance... they stopped throwing as soon as I uttered my all mighty command, "stop it guys, that ain’t cool".  Seriously, this is how the world ends, not with a bang, or a whimper, but in a tornado of clueless assholes.

Before all that went down, I was about to blog about the totally awesome WEEN show which happened monday.  It’s kinda weird since I’ve been a ween fan for 16 years, and in that time I’ve probably met three other people who even know who Ween are.  Well apparently, I don’t get out enough because Pipeline cafe was packed... although it was mostly hippies and frumpy white girls with bad posture.  Even though, it seems like the times have finally caught up with the irreverent, eclectic sound of  Ween.  Anyway, they rocked it for over four hours, with half-hour long versions of several tunes, including "l.m.l.y.p.", and "my own bare hands"  (FYI- I’m the guy responsible for transcribing the bass tab for l.m.l.y.p., and giving it to the world via Ween’s official tab site).  If you weren’t there... I’m sorry for you.