Shitheads of the universe, we have a few releases coming out soon, first is our full length fart fest "life sucks trash fuck," second is a 7" with taz tattoo and get daddy a chicken sandwich on it, and third is a 5 song 7" on the davis, ca label out of order records. We are touring the midwest in march with shitcore allstars the modern machines and then dumping our beer into a new record. Here's the stupity you need to know about LSTF and our 7" stuff.
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Life Sucks Trash Fuck was recorded in the swampy basement dungeon of the 24/7 trash house by infamous chudbaby blackout fiend record producer Eric tito ringtone Randall. The Trashies live eat and breathe shit, to wit- the double fisted raucous rhythm section of one part Ricky Ricardo retardo robot-dragon trash and one party Billy goat gutter-garbage-throat trash sounding for all the world like a lo-fi runaway train stumbling its way through a land fill; they eat shit. Jesse-Cody and Ron Wolfman Trash are the shit screamers fronting this idiocy. These two are exactly like keybored legend Billy Joel and guitar god Eric Clapton respectively. However, they have one glaring and important difference, they are completely unlike either of the two aforementioned reptile wizards. If Darby Crash was not killed by the vast left wing conspiracy he may have been threatened by absolutely none of the songs on Life Sucks Trash Fuck. These songs would make GG Allin clog his ears with his own shit, piss, vomit, blood, cum, afterbirth, placenta, etc. while surfing onto the syringe laden shores of Dead Milkmen beach.
While fucked up on booze, pills, weed, corndogs, and ranch The Trashies got stupid for three days straight, realized it is futile to polish a turd, shrugged their shoulders then passed out on the record button; what you hear when Life Sucks Trashfuck farts blood through your speakers is the result. Are we not trashed? No, we are The Trashies. Fuck you eat shit and die liberal! Vote Bush 08, if it aint broke dont fix it.
Taz Tattoo b/w Get Daddy a Chicken Sandwich was released in March of '06 on Seattle's The Party's over records to little or no critical acclaim. The 7" contains the two first songs we ever recorded, both of which were written on the spot and recorded about 1-6 minutes after we figured out how to play the thing. These songs are the alpha - hinge of what we know now as northwest trashcore. By simply farting real bullshit we made some songs and recorded them ourselves in our basement, if you are into that type of thing and are stupid enough to send us money for it, feel free.
"Let it Be Trashed" is the product of two days worth of drunken basement tomfoolery. While we sat around and watched the vast left wing conspiracy wage war on our traditional family values we decided that we had to take a stand. By rolling into the basement to record the songs on Let it Be Trashed the trashies were attempting to right all of left wing wrongs of contemporary american societies and bring the meaning of Old Glory, the red white and blue, back into the hearts of the american people. Unfortunately, we got too fucked up to function, fell down a bunch, and accidentally made up the 5 tracks you hear on this 7". By releasing these songs, which we recorded ourselves with such good intentions, we hope that you, John Q. Public, will feel the call to action that we did and sing loud and proud for what America really stands for: The freedom to be an idiot.
Let it be Trashed
A side: Nude Beach, Steal Your Bike
B-side: Ricky Got Trashed, 1/64th Native American, I Want I Need
-The Trashies