If you’ve been watching Mark Wood’s movies from the beginning like me you might be familiar with the intro songs by Abominable Angeleno aka Mark’s band. They’re embedded in my mind now and I was always curious to hear more than just the snippets. Thankfully, I have some taffy pull around Le’ Wood and I got a disk from Francesca. One of the coolest perks to being a gonzo porn citic next to free blowjobs for words. The stuff is infectious and appropriate for trashed porn party animals to go berzerk w/ lampshades on their heads. It also has a raunchy go-go bar rock kickstand punch. It’s perfect for flooring the Nos 2 fast, too.
I listen to this every moring when I get up. It gives me the right cocksure attitude that I need to stride the meaningless streets of life. It makes me want to throw bricks through windows and rob liquor stores. Bang sluts w/ the fury of Mark’s heavy groove Sabbath riff hop chugging through my synapses fantasy fueled. That’s how I’m livin’, yo, in my own little world. This is just cool to listen to and I hate rock nowadays. It sucks. MTV sucks. I’m old school hardcore, bro, not the skinhead kind and more like a freak who hated punks and loved thrash. It was different back then, when white kids who liked rap were still a minority. I listened to a lot of punk, metal, rap, Def Jam, Ramones, Beasties, Pistols, Slayer, Black Flag, DK’s, Righteous Pigs, Run DMC that kind of shit gave me life, firing squad the deadness inside. That’s why it ain’t a sob story, melancholy draped outrage maybe.
Porn music has always been synonymous w/ bad elevator music, home studio junk and now it's more like new-agey fluff or strip club muzak , or worse, lame techno ‘cept for the acid stuff on Tony Porno’s dvds. Remember Tom Byron’s hair metal band? What about Rappin’ Ron Jeremy? Now we have Kurt Pornapalozer Lockwood's show and porn star karaoke just to name a few annoyances. Lol. Porn musicians usually suck, just like porn music usually sucks. This doesn’t, kinda reminds me of Sen Dog's SX-10 http://www.latinthugmusic.com/. It truly rocks to get your rocks off to. If I had an underground record label I’d release it.

Track listng: Smack Me, Never Been There, Wannabe, Bounce, Do It Again, Lost Wages, Confusion, Colorblind, Nothing Changes, Bowl Of Grits, Words from the Wise, Day Late.

check www.lewood.com for the flixxx

Smut my love,
You left out two of my faves! Danzig and Black label society. Also I hear that they recorded Luke Ford at Porn Star Kareoke singing Strawberry Fields Forever and It is going to be the hit single from the next porn movie directed by Holly Randall!

Hey, Cindi, I was going to mention the Misfits on my list but it got too long duc dong. In regards to Luke, too bad it wasn't Blue Jay Way, though maybe it's true love like ours, but that's a secret only Neil Diamond could croon about. lol.

Well, you already know this, but just let the bat out of the bag Smut's story started with punk angst fueled gonzo journalism/music criticism. When I use the term gonzo here it's referring to the Hunter Thompson way of covering an extreme/fringe cultural reality before he got all caught up in politics.
Granted most if not all music critics are fanboys, frustrated musicians, or wannabes who sometimes if they’re lucky or truly talented can write themselves into hanging out with their heros, but I found writing about music to be an extension of my love for truly great music. It was a way to just be able to go off on surrealistic beat poet acid damaged tangents. Plus, I was in several bands, so at least I could understand a performers perspective because music must be heard by others to have any meaning. An understanding only reached through live performance and interaction w/ an audience.
But, I got bored with writing about music because the good stuff I praised spoke for itself and I stopped tearing apart shitty bands and records. That's a slow drag and a bottomless pitfall. I decided just sit back, stop thinking too much and just listen.
Slowly my interests in the undergound zine world were slipping deeper into my thirst for good porno and the dream of getting free porn. Like when I wrote about music I found out how easy it was to get free records, promos, guest list perks. etc. I was probably on dozens of record label's promo lists only to get thrown off of just about every one for slamming their stuff, letting it pile or just chucking it into the trash. It got to the point if I wanted to get it I could or it found me, but the crappy stuff became a tsunami, so I stopped after I started training my gonzo jounalistic sights on porn and grew bored with slaying all suckers who perpetrate. I was preaching hate to the choir or just giving props to the cult of cohorts. Nobody else listens anyway, so what's the point?
My sense of absurdity sunk in and I started seeing porn as a misunderstood type of pop art. That being said there doesn't need to be a logical reason for doing it. Just fuckin' do it. Go gonzo, grab the goat of mendes by the horns, sacrifice it then hurl it into the abyss of meaningless, so I crashed and burned out.
It took a near death experience to give me true perspective, so duh, now I solely write about porn, poetry is for losers.

I love neil diamond... jazz singer is my story.

You can read all my other favorite musicians on my MYSpace.com. But my fav at the moment is Raul Midon you can listen to him at midon.com. I would like to hear Abominable Angeleno. Is there a link somewhere? Oh also I have never heard Biohazard before but I talked to Evan seinfeld the other day and I really want to hear him sing so i just ordered their latest CD, and also... this is inside info but Biohazard is doing a tour this summer, it may be their last...

That's a scoop... I'm not even sure how Biohazard sounds anymore same thing w/ Danzig. I saw the first show, but the last thing I knew was Danzig changing into more of a NIN-ish clone.
Verotik is way more intresting to me now....