TTR Game of Toanz

Alright, another cool one by @4406Pack .. maybe the sexiest rehearsal space so far, heck you could shoot a video in there!

So Thunder Skull, when you say you are "looking for a hole to set you free" is that like a ho' hole, or like a spacey worm hole thing?
And your "arms race" tune, is that referring to some imminent alien invasion of our planet? Perhaps some sort of warning?
Lastly, I am greatly relieved to see your space tech is not overwhelmingly superior to ours, perhaps someday they will
begin building screens and GPS systems into your X -34 Landspeeders (or whatever that thing is) like we humans do in
Chevy Malibus and such - then perhaps then you will be able to find your way, lettuce all hope this can happen for you.

OK four more to trickle in. New challenge tonight. Never thought would happen, but your beggin' and buggin' and botherin'
is about to pay off. I think maybe your crazy uncle might really come through for you fellas, big time!

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Fella's, I'm thinking more TVvoodoo's brother is more likely to come through for him first. ???

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Watchya think??
 
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We've got a huge rehearsal space that is also a party room, and occasionally, a private strip joint. It's great! Tons of chicks are always lounging around topless on the furniture, waiting to "help" the band members between songs.

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Speaking of band members, I nearly forgot to introduce our members.

On the 4 string motherf*cker, we have Major Rager. He's a quiet dude, but he has been known to bash heads in without warning. Hasn't changed his strings since 1832, so they say. We don't really know for sure, he won't tell us. But he doesn't melt faces, he makes bodies explode.

Beating the 5 skins of the drums, is our good pal Bizarre Bezoar. He is one of the few percussionists on the entire planet that can actually count. There are times I need to look at him with my own eyes when we're playing and make sure he doesn't actually have 8 arms, like an octopus, because that's how he sounds. Likes to eat strange things.

Mr. Anton Crowley on vocals. He's very mysterious and into the dark arts and crafts. Often, he shows up smelling like flying ointment.


Anton has been bringing an herb called Black Henbane to jam sessions, obviously this is in addition to the copious amount of alcohol and mountains of bud and piles of yayo everywhere...he makes a nice tea with it. I'm not sure how it works, but we all drink a little bit and then something happens that I can't explain, but when we use this stuff, we can write the most awesome music! Plus, the flowers are pretty!

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Here's an example. The first few lines of a few different songs.

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If your bands haven't tried flying ointment or henbane tea yet, you're missing out!

Very impressive!! Is that your party room?? That is way cool ...just get the band out of there. Lol.

WaHoO!!

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So here's the rape room.
It acquired this name because there is no windows and sound doesn't leave this room. As you can see the drummer got his hand stuck in the dog and the brutal amps ripped there skin off. There's no natural reverb in this space making it perfect for recording and rehearsal. The light show in this room gives that rockstar feel of being on stage. What happens in this room stays in this room.

Dick Burns
Rhythm guitar, backup vocals.
He has this grawl that makes Randy Blyth feel small

Little Richard
Lead guitar, he can shred your face off just ask bones

Bones
Percussion he can beat the piss out of those drum making a rumble that mixes well with the bass when you can hear it

Sticky finger
Bass he plays bass like no other and when he slaps that G string is makes the groupies drip

Fire Slot
As you may have come to figure Dick Burns has already had his fun with her. She has the vocal range of ginger or arched enemy.

For inspiration we have a pet his name is lick he's a good boy. He just kinda hangs out and leaves us alone. When things get to be a bit stale you go grab him and give him a lick. This takes you on a trip to the moon. After returning to earth the creative juices begin to flow. Here he is


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Alright then…we have a mobile rig…to stay one step ahead of…well…you know….the thing…
Anyway, it’s not much to look at from the outside…we call it “Squalid-Peach”. However, on the inside…it’s a pretty sweet studio space! It’s coming along I think…who am I kidding?! When we play in there, it becomes a hot, sweaty, bug infested, jam-box…
Just like your mom. ;)
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Thank god we don’t have a horn section…

The Squatcher crew:

James (BoBo) MacFay on the drums. A mountain of a man. At six foot seven, he hits like a truck. Yeah, he may look kinda innocent and dumb, but the man is a machine in timekeeping, and has the constitution of an ox. Just stay out of his way…you ain’t stoppin’ BoBo…

Cliff (The Chemist) Barrman on the bass. He’s in charge of “refreshments”...The only one we trust with the job. He and BoBo are tight as a rhythm section can be. Together they are a real driving force.

Randy (Gutter) Leahy on vocals. This guy can really project! Guttural, jarring, power-grunt…somehow, it seems to excite the ladies…perhaps it’s the way he makes the place shake while he remains eerily still…it’s kinda creepy…but impressive to see.

Yours truly, ✠ Don Dagger ✠ on guitar…but y’all know me…

The Chemist has been spotted, returning from his “field of dreams” with the stuff he makes tinctures, and topicals, from…often. That stuff makes some tea that will have you humming from head to toe for waaaaaaay too many hours…It’s like everything is “vibrant”…even the exterior of the “Squalid Peach”.
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The other day, we started firing out some ideas for new tunes…they just keep flowing…I hope we can iron some of them out soon. Here’s the latest…1983A3FD-C761-4220-BC05-13E691CA816E.jpeg
Be careful what you accept from Cliff The Chemist kids….

✠ Don Dagger ✠
 
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So here's the rape room.
It acquired this name because there is no windows and sound doesn't leave this room. As you can see the drummer got his hand stuck in the dog and the brutal amps ripped there skin off. There's no natural reverb in this space making it perfect for recording and rehearsal. The light show in this room gives that rockstar feel of being on stage. What happens in this room stays in this room.

Dick Burns
Rhythm guitar, backup vocals.
He has this grawl that makes Randy Blyth feel small

Little Richard
Lead guitar, he can shred your face off just ask bones

Bones
Percussion he can beat the piss out of those drum making a rumble that mixes well with the bass when you can hear it

Sticky finger
Bass he plays bass like no other and when he slaps that G string is makes the groupies drip

Fire Slot
As you may have come to figure Dick Burns has already had his fun with her. She has the vocal range of ginger or arched enemy.

For inspiration we have a pet his name is lick he's a good boy. He just kinda hangs out and leaves us alone. When things get to be a bit stale you go grab him and give him a lick. This takes you on a trip to the moon. After returning to earth the creative juices begin to flow. Here he is


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Alright then…we have a mobile rig…to stay one step ahead of…well…you know….the thing…
Anyway, it’s not much to look at from the outside…we call it “Squalid-Peach”. However, on the inside…it’s a pretty sweet studio space! It’s coming along I think…who am I kidding?! When we play in there, it becomes a hot, sweaty, bug infested, jam-box…
Just like your mom. ;)
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Thank god we don’t have a horn section…

The Squatcher crew:

James (BoBo) MacFay on the drums. A mountain of a man. At six foot seven, he hits like a truck. Yeah, he may look kinda innocent and dumb, but the man is a machine in timekeeping, and has the constitution of an ox. Just stay out of his way…you ain’t stoppin’ BoBo…

Cliff (The Chemist) Barrman on the bass. He’s in charge of “refreshments”...The only one we trust with the job. He and BoBo are tight as a rhythm section can be. Together they are a real driving force.

Randy (Gutter) Leahy on vocals. This guy can really project! Guttural, jarring, power-grunt…somehow, it seems to excite the ladies…perhaps it’s the way he makes the place shake while he remains eerily still…it’s kinda creepy…but impressive to see.

Yours truly, ✠ Don Dagger ✠ on guitar…but y’all know me…

The Chemist has been spotted, returning from his “field of dreams” with the stuff he makes tinctures, and topicals, from…often. That stuff makes some tea that will have you humming from head to toe for waaaaaaay too many hours…It’s like everything is “vibrant”…even the exterior of the “Squalid Peach”.
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The other day, we started firing out some ideas for new tunes…they just keep flowing…I hope we can iron some of them out soon. Here’s the latest…View attachment 91516
Be careful what you accept from Cliff The Chemist kids….

✠ Don Dagger ✠
I'd try some of Cliff's wild hemp any day!
Looks.....pretty wild!
 
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So here's the rape room.
It acquired this name because there is no windows and sound doesn't leave this room. As you can see the drummer got his hand stuck in the dog and the brutal amps ripped there skin off. There's no natural reverb in this space making it perfect for recording and rehearsal. The light show in this room gives that rockstar feel of being on stage. What happens in this room stays in this room.

Dick Burns
Rhythm guitar, backup vocals.
He has this grawl that makes Randy Blyth feel small

Little Richard
Lead guitar, he can shred your face off just ask bones

Bones
Percussion he can beat the piss out of those drum making a rumble that mixes well with the bass when you can hear it

Sticky finger
Bass he plays bass like no other and when he slaps that G string is makes the groupies drip

Fire Slot
As you may have come to figure Dick Burns has already had his fun with her. She has the vocal range of ginger or arched enemy.

For inspiration we have a pet his name is lick he's a good boy. He just kinda hangs out and leaves us alone. When things get to be a bit stale you go grab him and give him a lick. This takes you on a trip to the moon. After returning to earth the creative juices begin to flow. Here he is


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All that bad-assery and your handwriting is of the neatest I've ever seen in my life.

Is this a case for point deduction, folks?

jk!

Lol
 
Barbarian Bob has thought long and hard. And it hurt!
Barbarian Bob would like to announce something important.


After licking the green wall of excellence for an hour this afternoon. Barbarian Bob received word from Odin himself!

Barbarian Bob”s guitar has been imbued with the power of the thunder god himself.
This King V will now be called “Thor’s Hammer”
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Alright team... looks like I'm dancing to the beat of a strange and different drum here... @Clockworkmike 8pm CST is where the deadline is supposed to be ... @SG John are we able to get you in in an hour or two?
Maybe hes already in? suddenly I feel so lost LOL!

John is not in yet IIRC…I’m looking forward to seeing his lyrics :dood:
 
As Wasteland of Sleep enters the cave they like to practice in, everyone is very jovial. Some beer and wine is shared, some weed, some laughter. It's not the hippest of practice spaces, but has all the necessities a band would need. We can crank it up loud, and take a sonic trip out of the galaxy.


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As we are working on what sonic explorations are to be embarked upon, we decide to come up with a bio that suits the band.


Kirsten "Key" Largo - Lead vocalist along with rhythm and some lead guitar. Her vocals are mesmerizing as she takes you through Alice's looking glass when she sings.

Jackie Nova - Bass, and also shares lead vocal duties. He has a love for old British soul bands, and can cover many high ranges complimenting Kirsten's vocals.

Wolfgang Eisenfick - Lead, rhythm, slide guitars, Dobro, and can also covers lead vocals. Covering many guitar sounds, and being comfortable singing in lower registers, he adds to a solid three part harmony up front, that is complimented by the remaining members of the band.

Alex Stahlhammer - Drums and backing vocals. He is actually the best singer in the band, but being on drums, his duties are to provide a solid foundation. When his vocal abilities are needed, he delivers in spades.

Nicke Coral - Keys, Theremin, sonic generators, and backing vocals. Laying the sonic landscape with a palette of colors like no other keyboard players, he is also able to fill in the spot of having five great singers in the band.

This extra dimension adds to sonic craftsmanship that is pulling the listener into the Wasteland of Sleep. Get ready to have us invade your dreams.


As our practice space is one of those typical dark dungeons, we have a few conifers that do not need much light, and also appease the Knights who say "Ni!". As an added benefit, our plants have been nurturing growers themselves. Their soil has been putting out some great psylocybin for a while now.


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Here's a teaser for what we have been working on.




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Alright team... looks like I'm dancing to the beat of a strange and different drum here... @Clockworkmike 8pm CST is where the deadline is supposed to be ... @SG John are we able to get you in in an hour or two?
Maybe hes already in? suddenly I feel so lost LOL!
I was working on it as you were typing. Since I had fun last weekend, everything else has gone to crap this week to punish me.
 
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