NIGHT OF THE UNPOLISHED TURD is available right now from www.sickfuckrecords.com/#5
alsot cdbaby, itunes, amazon, etc
g'wan. go gitcha some!!!!
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A few months back Piley made the decision to drop Sofa-Q.com, and remain with just the Myspace and Facebook pages. Now, a cockpill pushin' pharmaco has taken to posting ancient cached images n' pages OF MINE to push their penis pills. who the hell needs this??? Who the hell do I go to to stop this??? FUCK I hate humans. SERIOUSLY.
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NEWS ON THE Metal Manifesto ALBUM!!! It is now officially a 'collectors item'. I will NOT be rereleasing it due to the mountain of negativities it reperents for me. Your loss, not mine.
Blame the fuckers who screwed me.
Besides. trust me. I got LOTS where that came from. there will be better, stronger, louder, later.
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Ok. now. back to blowin' my Exalted Horn.
PILEDRIVER.
the very name implies loud, obnoxious, pounding metallic rhythm. And that is exactly what Old School Thrash metal artist The Exalted Piledriver delivers!
In late 1984, Piledriver's 'Metal Inquisition' album infested itself across an unsuspecting planet, surreptitiously setting the bar higher for obnoxious metalheads with a penchant for outraging parents and weaker souls around them, while influencing a whole new generation of metal-addled musicians. Darling-bastard-child of the nascent underground speed and thrash metal scenes, Piledriver shocked and awed with songs like 'Sex With Satan', 'Sodomize The Dead', 'Alien Rape', 'Witch Hunt' and 'Human Sacrifice', while remaining a leather-veiled mystery of a man not seen since Alice Cooper's heyday, and not seen again until Marilyn Manson and Slipknot's rise. Garnering rave reviews and brisk sales (reportedly nearly 500,000 copies to date), Piledriver's Metal Inquisition became a respected and celebrated oeuvre-of-awful, even being voted by many critics as one of 1984's Best Metal Albums.
While fans clamored for any tidbit of info on the band, the Piledriver camp remained mysteriously elusive. Occasionally, Piledriver's highly entertaining, twisted and humorous radio and magazine interviews fanned the fan-flames. Piledriver's second slab of vinyl 'Stay Ugly' slammed forth in 1986, a progression of aggression, with a trashier-thrashier sound. Songs like 'Metal Death Racer', Lord Of Abominations, 'Flowers of Evil' and 'The Executioner' maintained the sick level of humor, and fans were thrilled.
Then. He disappeared.
Two decades have passed since. during which we have been given compact discs, dvd's, aerosol cheese, rising violent crime, and most significantly, the internet. As the internet grew and became useful, Piledriver's putrefaction was to be found in dank, dark nodes all over the web. In the chat rooms, in the review sites, in the blogs and in all the best-of lists, the legend of Piledriver grew and grew, demonstrating his undiminished evil appeal and amply proving that his audience was still there. The deafening years of silence have only served to fuel their craving for more Piledriver!
Watching from the sidelines, The Piledriver himself agreed that the fans should have a fresh gutfull of Pile-meat to devour,
Eventually the demos for Piledriver's 'Metal Manifesto' were recorded. There was a certain musical evil in the Exalted One's voice that could not be denied, as undeniable as the twisted hooks, virtuosic solos and the sheer pounding musicality of their writing. Old School Meets Modern unlike in any other band! The demos showcased the inextinguishable fire that still burns within this angered artist. The Exalted One eventually set his sights on veteran producer Neal Kernon (Nevermore/Queensryche/Cannibal Corpse) in Chicago to channel Piledriver's putrescent power and malignant majesty into mere mortal confines with his knob-twiddling dexterity and years of ear-splitting experience. He is still resting from the Herculean efforts required!
And. most important of all, as was his main intention, to repay the hundreds of thousands of fans all over the world for their decades of unflagging support, Pile has been serving up LIVE SHOWS, with all the classicks from his past and the naughtier bits of his Metal Manifesto!
He searched the oldest, darkest cemetaries, and dug up the finest vampire zombie metal-heads (and what was left of their bodies) that he could find; grinning necromorph Hank Momscraper rattling his bones on drums, soulless undead godservant Rev. Tom Cheapness decomposing all over his guitar, with the mostly broken Steel MacFearsome offensively rounding out this mob of musical death.
Piledriver's first live album has finally been released, and shows this lineup to be the one he searched and searched for all this time. all his class-sick songs served up as 'real' as you could want, generating a wall of aural distress so pungeant you can almost smell it!!! Front-Row, baby!!!
You can get yours at www.sickfuckrecords.com/#5.
So, strap in and prepare yourself for an aural injection of fresh old metal from the Exalted One. LOUD AND LEWD of course. The timely return of a true metal original, The Exalted Piledriver. Learn to live by his immortal decrees laid out in METAL INQUISITION, STAY UGLY and METAL MANIFESTO, and get yourself covered in his filth with NIGHT OF THE UNPOLISHED TURD!
If you want other information contact piledriver@videotron.ca
