1) “They can take more pills than me and still play.”
2) “Sean’s tattoos.”
3) “They are all bigger freaks than I could ever hope to be.”
4) “Those crazy vocals.”
5) “They rock!”
Following the release of Fuck Emos Can Kill You , other
releases
followed: a split single with Chaindrive on 6-inch Doylie, a second
full-length
CD Lifestyles of the Drugged and Homeless on Lindsey Kuhn’s No
Lie
Music, and most recently a split single with the Motards on local label
Little
Deputy Records. Following the single’s release, the two bands
embarked on a
Midwest tour and return two weeks later “broke, because all of our
money was
stolen, but no arrests.” All releases contain a particular sound that
has
neither evolved nor devolved over time, but is distinct nonetheless:
It’s the
drone and punch of heavy metal riffs broken up by bursts of trombone –
basically metal made by those who take too many pills for those who
take too
many pills about those who take too many pills. Backed by a solid beat,
the
Fuck Emos will continue to play to those who heed their call, and their
numbers
here in town and elsewhere are growing….
So, after they saved the princess from the ivory tower, the Fuck Emos
played
and played. They played in kingdoms near and far. As for Rusty,
after their
tour he went off on a short journey to his parent’s village. Ed also
takes a
pilgrimage for the summer months to the Western Coastal area.
Mike’s health
for the present is still robust and healthy. Sean has recently passed a
kidney
stone that was ailing him. And they all lived happily ever after…
Until their
next
gig, that is. n
This article appears in July 7 • 1995 and July 7 • 1995 (Cover).