2009 - Present

Suicidal Maniacs formed around the talents of two fragmented bands from the greater Bay Area, the classic thrash/death group Hell Awaits (Frank, Wayne and Matt were key members) and underground hardcore legends Boxed In (Jason & Chris). They united under the common interests of hockey and ripping the music industry a well needed new asshole. From day one in Matt's garage with 2 Marshall stacks, a ludicrously large drum kit, a bass amp worth next to nothing, a PA Jason had jacked from one of his ex-band mates, and later in the day a visit from the SFPD, their goal hasn't been to recapture the original hardcore aesthetics, but instead apply it to their unique style of punk/metal and show the so called "hardcore" superstars of today what the real meaning of hardcore is.

"I used to look up to bands like fucking Failed Youth and The Prisoners, but listening to their new stuff, I'm thinking, what the fuck happened? Where's the punk? I don't care if we ever 'make it', as long as we never turn to doing that sort of bullshit"

-Jason

"If there's one goal for me in life, it's to smash the faces in of all those fucking metal pricks going up and taking 20 minute solos and shit like that. It's cool to do like a little Dimebag or Slayer thing, cause that adds to a song as a whole, instead of just acting like a launch pad to "guitar stardom". What a fucking joke. There's a fine line between, 'Hey, let's jam on this' and 'It's time for my GUITAR SOLO', and douche bags in bands like Black Gold Reign and The Nimrods are definitely wayyy passed the line where it aint cool anymore. Personally, although I hate his music, I'd rather be like Ryan Ross Hernandez and do what ever the fuck I want to then going with some fucking cliche. It's the difference between Slayer (God) and Anthrax (Cunts)."

-Frank

Members:

Jason Byrne:

Main Influences: Agnostic Front, Sepultura, Cro-Mags, Merauder, Judge, SubZero
Interests: Drinking, skating, hockey, tearing shit up.

Edited by user 18 March 2010 08:22:35(UTC)  | Reason: Not specified

March 16th - Hey fuckers, here's the set for out debut show. Arrive hammered.

Suicidal Maniac (Suicidal Tendencies Cover)
Thirsty & Miserable (Black Flag Cover)
All I Had I Gave (Crowbar Cover)
War Ensemble (Slayer Cover)
Refuse/Resist (Sepultura Cover)
Life Is Pain (Merauder Cover)
I'm In Pain (Obituary Cover)
Evil Minds (Dirty Rotten Imbeciles)

March 17th - First song, play it till your ears bleed, or till some pussy Trivium fan calls the cops.

Hey fuckers, check out our first original. Yeah, it's only half audible, but that's the way we like it. 1 minute 14 seconds of pure shit, but hey, someone might think it's cool. You got something against that then you're gay.

Hard To Swallow - (1:14)

The song starts with just a hum of noise in the background, slowly fading in to reveal itself as a heavy as fuck drum beat, mainly relying on the bare-bone technique of creating a triplet rhythm with two parts double bass one part thrashing quarter notes one the hi-hat and snare. Wayne rips into a chunky and metallic guitar chord, slightly of beat, giving a hectic and flying-by-the-seat-if-their-pants vibe. The two half transition half crash their way into the beginnings of a verse. Wayne, Frank and Chris unify on a pummeling hardcore riff, as Matt switches over to a vicious, simple-as-can-be thrash beat, as the foursome continue to charge forward at breakneck speed, with the occasional twang of a bass or accidently muffled guitar squeal. Jason comes in on vocals, barking in the vein of Max Cavalera's signature hardcore-shout/death-scream mix style. It's difficult to tell apart the verse from chorus, for in the most basic form, both are just a collection of power-chord based thrashy riffs, laid over ferocious drum beats and blasting fills, yet the subtle chord changes manage to keep the song interesting. The Suicidal Maniacs take off into a wall of sound, loosely characterized by sustained screams, lightning fast riffing and the occasionally audible guitar lick or two. Wayne takes off on a set of three or four guitar solos, roughly encompassing 15 seconds, which aren't much more than slightly clever collections of random notes, being that neither he or any of the others have any formal training. Jason warns all listening to "keep off his back", and the track slows slightly to a chugging one note riff, backed by a pounding tom beat. They slip in and out of being a jumble of noise, and the track ends with a slippery collection of notes and fills, concluding on a powerful thud.

Lyrics:
Why you messing around with me
Pushin me around
Values changing
But I can't get caught in it today
We won't lose with what we've got
Cause we'll just sit and watch it all rot
Keep your ideas
But keep your distance from me
Keep off my back cause the things you do I don't wanna see
I don't wanna see
Wanna see how far I can go
Test my patience see what I know
Just not happy with nothing to do
Getting bold when there's more than two

Lyric Meaning: It's a song dedicated to Failed Youth, and it's talking about how people were counting on someone to pick up the torch and give us something new, and these dudes not only try to bore us to death with their folk shit, but they try to shove it down our throats and be all, 'Hey, we're hardcore'. Shut the fuck up and start playing for the indie kids who actually give a shit about you.

Edited by user 19 March 2010 09:22:19(UTC)  | Reason: Not specified

Heres a comment for ya...you spelt Suicidal wrong in your band logo...ahahahahahahaha.....

Tomi
The Infidels!

OOC: Ah shit, you're right. Gonna have to do that one over. Way to poke holes in my website, guess I gotta go embrace that 14 year old pussy stage I missed the first time around and cry myself to sleep.

IC:
That's how the fucking hardcore spell it!

-Wayne Novinec
Suicidal Maniacs





Just go to dafont.com, download a font, and drag it into the font folder on your computer, should then become available on Gimp and other picture making programs.

Edited by user 18 March 2010 06:46:28(UTC)  | Reason: Not specified

Can't believe nobody's spoken up about these idiots. I guess no ones especially bothered. They take pride in trying to belittle artists far better than them.

Bring it on!
Jakey

OOC: Band rivalry, yes please?

Yeah, maybe be fucking haven't sold as many records, but that doesn't mean shit to me. At least I don't pretend to be something I'm not. Look at the lyrics, I'm sure lots of people think Failed Youth is the best band on the planet, but they're not hardcore, and if someone disagrees with me, in the words of Pantera, give me 5 minutes alone with em', that'll straighten them out. Oh, and don't worry Jakey, you're next.

-Jason
Suicidal Maniacs

OOC: Hell yeah, since Steph doesn't really show anymore, and Tisha is so damn sporadic, I figured something had to be done to spice up the forums. I'm trying to base them off the way the 80's punks looked down on Led Zep and the likes or how grunge rockers looked down on bands like Guns N' Roses.



I think you may not have read what Jakey said quite right, but it don't matter, cause we don't need fucking approval from you and your "metal" community.

-Wayne
Suicidal Maniacs

Matt: I've lost all the respect that I never had for you guys as you've dissed multiple amazing artists. Just sayin'.

Congratulations, have we not made it clear it's actually important to be dis-approved by you old fucks? I'm glad, cause I really want nothing to do with any of you. This is just the start, just one of many bands to come. It happens repeatedly throughout time, the young rebel against the current trends, and ya know what? When the day comes that some dudes "over-throw" us, I'll welcome it with open arms man, cause that's the real meaning of hardcore. Not starting fights or playing fast, but tearing down the current trends and regime, and the day we become a trend will be the day I quit music. So there, as you said, just sayin'.

-Wayne
Suicidal Maniacs

OOC - Excellent idea dude. I love this!

IC - Fuck yer HXC! Away and swirl your arms at each other in a shitey "slam pit"! Leave the real pits to the real metal bands! Once more fuck yer HXC ya poser shitehawks!

Scott H - BoW