Toxic Shock Syndrome

Way back in the day there was a local band named Sugar and Spikes. They were fast, tight, and more often than not drunken punk rock/hardcore. There bass player moved, and at last word, is now a total wigger, plus their drummer worked for the government as a bullet catcher/global policeman for two years. When he returned, shit started again, only this time with a new kid who was lame but could play fast. Rock was brought. Roughly a year later a recording was made that all were relatively happy with. Then the drummer disappeared for nine months. Now hes back. Everyone is even more fucked up, and now all that is required is direction and will, and we will be climbing down you collective throats on tour.



Here's a rundown of members from the new guy's perspective.



We're like the fantastic four.



I am the thing. I'm there to look cool and smash things. I add muscle and intensity, but not much else.



Tom is the human torch. He's is a formidable weapon in our arsenal, if a little hotheaded. He will attempt things, and may fail, but that's what living on the edge is all about dood. He is an amazing drummer. He knows rock and roll to boot.



Elija is the invisible woman. None too flashy are his abilities, but he is actually the most powerful member of the team. Elija writes the majority of the material, and in my humble opinion has an excellent sense of songwriting.



Josh is mister fantastic. He seriously looks like he's all stretched out. He'll fuck things up sometimes and has ego issues, but in the end, he WILL save the universe. Bi weekly if necessary.



I for one love being in this band. I hope you enjoy our shit.



Man, bios are the gayest. So are comic book references. Come to think of it, so are we.

But most of all, the fact that you can't have paragraphs on here sucks balls.