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Last Updated: 12/15/2009

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City: Christ's Gasoline
Country: UK
Signup Date: 7/31/2006

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Monday, September 07, 2009 
Black Mekon/Vinny And The Curse split 7" will be available from October.

Until then, enjoy this sample in vidiform.

You Are My Cunt.



Friday, August 21, 2009 
For the press, because you so often fuck this all up.

1. Our names are Black Mekon and Black Mekon.

There is no such person as 'Steve' Mekon,' Dave' Mekon, 'Dan' Mekon or Bertie fucking Basset Mekon. My name is Black Mekon and my brother's name is Black Mekon. It's that simple. We have never heard of any Steve, Dave, Chris, Pete, Julius, Marcel or whatever. Also, we have no idea who this Chopper or Copter are, and we certainly have never drawn a comic book.
Black Mekon and his brother Black Mekon. It's that simple. When we are on the road our good friend Danny C helps us out on stunt pussy duties, plays some drums for us, helps us find our way. No, not 'Dan' Mekon, Danny C.
Got it? Good. Now take your fucking foot out of your mouth son, I don't want you to ruin those nice shoes.

2. We don't lie.
All of our stories are true stories. They just seem fantastic because they are told well.
"I prefer the ridiculous to the sublime".

3. We want it to sound that way.
Yes we sabotage ourselves regularly. We do this because we don't want to lose our love of art, danger or excitement, we never want to lose track of what makes us want tinnitus and blood stains in our underwear. That happens with comfort and complacency. You really want to listen to a new Rolling Stones record? That's right, no one does.
So, to keep ourselves hungry and at a nursery school level of craftsmanship we break our fingers, get into impossible relationships that cloud our judgment and empty our pockets, drink, smoke and ingest the right amount of substances so our memory is barely functional and we make sure we never, ever practice.
We prefer those sounds a band makes when they are desperately trying to reach something and can't quite do it. Trying to sound like Bo Diddley and getting it so wrong it sounds completely fresh and new. That 'uuuungh' you involuntarily make as you are desperately trying to reach the cookie jar on top of the shelf. Much better than the bored sigh someone makes as they finish routinely fucking their partner of 25 years.

4. We care.
We make our music for good people. Nice, safe, good people. Because, you see, we are no-good bastards so they don't have to be. We sail the seas fighting harpies, fucking sirens and stealing from pirates so the good people can continue getting right with God and keeping their lawns clean. We keep our hearts oily and black so they can hold their loved ones close to them and be thankful they never have to go to the greasy holes in their souls that we dwell in. Good folk, we are doing this for you and yours! We are here to take the bullet so you never have these blues.
And all you lowlifes that are like us, keep up the bad work.
Sleep tight. Black Mekon is your angel with a rap sheet.

Love and warnings
Black Mekon x
Sunday, July 05, 2009 

Current mood:  electric
There's MP3 versions of our new album 'Broke Into Always On' at COLDRICE DOT COM as well as Live At The Tight Pussy 2009 and our first one too. Donation only so just pay what you want.
Plus we have a split 7" on the way with our good friends Vinny And The Curse. Our side is 2 cuts we put together on our latest tour of Brasil, Shitsteppin' and the instant number 1 dancefloor filler 'You Are My Cunt'. Available real soon.

Friday, June 26, 2009 
To Mama Vendetta, Uncle Butcher, Luis and EVERYONE who took part in the mobile church of the Solid Soul Disciples.
Thank you from the bottom of our black hearts. Without you we would have eaten the wrong berries and ran away with the spoon.

We swam in waterfalls, fought bats, spiders and weirdos, evaded the law, set fire to stages, had 25 foot totems built in our honor, went native, drew blood, wrote and recorded new songs on fisher price instruments, played in galleries and jukejoints and our backsweat was so potent it blew the amplifiers.

It makes us sad to sail our clipper ship away but there are harpies to be slayed, sirens to be resisted and pirates to be bargained with. So for all of you waiting for these sailors to return, we promise we will be back real soon!
xxxx
Thursday, March 26, 2009 
There is nothing.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008 
People of Sao Paulo, Mogi Das Cruzes, Salto, Sao Carlos, Belo Horizonte, Uberlandia, Goiania... everyone who was at the shows, all the promoters, people who gave up their beds, people who bought us drinks and hung out with us, the bands who played with us, Psycho, Luis & Renato, Gogo Mirelle (x) and of course mom n' pops Ale Maestro & Uncle Butcher.
You all made us feel so welcome in your home and we appreciate it more than you could know.

Thank you very much... Black Mekon WILL be back!
xxxx
Tuesday, April 08, 2008 
Hey you Wonderland folk

Obrigado muito muito to everyone who came to the shows, the folk at Plano B in Porto and D’alma Lounge in Lisboa, Fau & Annie, Gogo Mirelle for making Black Mekon 1 weak at the knees and dancing with us (x) and extra mad mad love to Lady Bambi & Witchell for putting up with our country ways and making the whole thing possible, you have a little piece of our black, black hearts with you.

Whenever we break out of prison we think we have found our new home.

See you soon
Black Mekon xxxx