In the Beginning

It was someday back, I think it was Sunday afternoonish in the early summer of 2002, I had crashed at Kwan's place that night after I hit rock bottom coming down off a Final Fantasy Seven Binge. That day we jammed out, just messing around on vocals and him thrashing out on an unplugged electric guitar for about a minute and a half. Then about thirty seconds into that jam I started shrieking this strange ear covering squeal that could only be classified under Pterodactyl Squeal, I was full of amazement I couldn’t see straight, I had now climbed the tallest mountain, conquered the deepest depths and a flash of brilliance lit my mind to let me know what I had just done was golden.

It was straight to recording and writing our ideas down to keep the moment alive. Shortly after two forty second songs were recorded, we laid back the rest of the day stuck to playstation controllers to lazy to get up and to lazy to wipe the debris of doritos off our hands as we sat in this sickly semi conscience catatonic state. We continued this routine until thirteen songs had been recorded, all together weighing in at a good seven minutes plus. As the days passed and the games where beaten and the birds sang their morning songs the Pterodactyl sat lumped over snoring in his school desk with his face glued to the plywood by the mass amount of drool in which to much salivation formed from thinking of to many tasty guitar riffs and even tastier Rodeo Burger type vocals… in his sleep semi-Keith Richards style… without all the Heroin and Cocaine in his system.

Eduarde the good or the bad, the son of man or the son of perdition, Kwan very Kwanish, quite so very Kwanish so Kwanishly his Kwan like atrributes gave birth to a Kwan like Supernova of Basement Black Metal and many other kinds of Kwan like music to mix into a blender set on the Kwan button to mix all things Kwan and thus Kwan was born… and also plenty of babies across the globe. Kwan doesn’t like the human race, Kwan is a man of few words, he tends to stay out of the limelight and intelligently out of the way of oncoming traffic.

A man of street smarts and also a man of his Hot Pockets and his Mac and Weenies. I'm like that thing in science and things are around me, Kwan is those things around me, I am the center but without him I am nothing in this two man manifestation, I would be a one man manifestation, and I've read books and I can count a lot of things.