I reluctantly present Kill City.
After punk died off, legitimate punk anyway, a lot of old schoolers went post glam for some strange reason. I guess we all learned to play. (Hey, even Duff from Guns N Roses was previously in The FARTZ, for christ' sake…). This is some schlocky, cheesy ass rock'n'roll. I'm not proud of it.
It was Chicago, we were barely 20 years old, and we lived like true rock n' rollers, These were truly debaucherous times. I learned to ride a Harley and met Jack Daniels. Most of my regrets can be found in these years, although, some of my fondest memories as well. We could have been good if we listened to other people, maybe, but we were all too young and pig headed. I sang way out of my range, our songs were way too long and incoherent, but I did play some good lead guitar here. It was a big part of my youth. I moved back to Chicago around 1988 or 1989, and formed this band with my good pal Joe Losurdo, from LIFE SENTENCE ( later with Regress.). We shared vocals, guitar duties, and songwriting. My pal, Doug Chasteen (from Caustic Defiance) came along on bass, and Dave Suske was on drums.
I left for Milwaukee, Wisconsin, after a few years of live-fast-die-young-rocking, ending my time with the band. I guess this was like 1989-1993ish. A time that Joe and I would later refer to as "the years you talk to your therapist about". We were convinced that we were the best band ever, even though nobody else agreed.
But when you're coming into your 20's, you don't listen to anyone.
These are the results….