You don’t end up calling yourself GODDAMN GOTHS ON METH by walking the straight and narrow path; it takes a life filled with twists & turns so uniquely bizarre that most will be lucky enough to never relate. Perhaps he was born an outcast…or perhaps the freak was beaten into his soul throughout his childhood growing up in a small redneck town within Colorado during the late 80s/90s. Easily identifiable as the eccentric type and mercilessly introverted, he naturally kept mainly to himself, knowing that something inside him was noticeably different than the rest, & that the need to express that, was growing stronger. From that point forward, everything fell together like a never-ending path of destructive dominos on the journey towards his own creative emancipation. He joined his first Goth/Punk bands as a drummer as he made his way into the music-scene, only to retreat back to the safety and comforts of Christian faith soon after, studying under his minister until he became a full-on pastor himself. The further he found his way into the religious realm, the more he uncovered an ungodly level of deception, hypocrisy & lies had perverted his church’s moral compass beyond repair, and he chose to walk away, forever and ever, amen. With God so willing to turn his back on him – Satan was more than willing to pay full attention. Obviously that led him to making Country music next – and also dabbling in the occult, getting initiated into Freemasonry, and receiving his 32 Degree in the Scottish Rite all around the same time, as folks do. He moved to the city of sin, Las Vegas, spending the next eleven years playing with bands like The Trip, Dream Wire, and Billy Dare & The Pumps, in addition to marrying his longtime girlfriend of twelve years. And for at least a brief moment, he was happy. Life was good – until it just fucking wasn’t anymore. Divorced the same year as he got married in, the spiral downwards almost swallowed him whole. From a fierce addiction to coke & amphetamines, to a savage mental breakdown that put him in the hospital where he’d go on to be diagnosed with PTSD, ADHD, and a nearly crippling level of Schizophrenia – the tailspin he went through almost ended him several times over. But as they say…what doesn’t kill you… Gifted with a side-effect of his psychosis that he’s turned into a superpower, frequent spells of auditory hallucinations inspired him to document the levels of his madness through music, and as a result, his work as GODDAMN GOTHS ON METH became a genuine lifeline, and a verifiable pathway to his survival. Unleashing an onslaught of sonic strangeness and dominating the shadows of the darkest corners of the internet, GODDAMN GOTHS ON METH has been crushing it for three years solid now. From the release of its debut record ABRAHADABRA in 2018 establishing its limitless potential & penchant for the bizarre, to a plethora of killer digital grooves and punishing singles & EP on the way to the wild follow-up record BALAHATE in 2020 – GODDAMN GOTHS ON METH made a major impact with his expressionistic sound. Establishing his latest project as one of the most unpredictable & exploratory to be found in music today – GODDAMN GOTHS ON METH is currently surging to the heights of its innovative creativity, and a year filled with new material. With three albums released in 2021 so far, including Cabal, AJOKETOTELLTOU, and a record full of covers on Damned If You Do Damned If You Don’t – GODDAMN GOTHS ON METH is breaking ground in the art of deconstruction, and creating beastly versatile vibes that cannot be denied.
It is my therapy; liberation; my first love; convinced I would be dead by now without that particular medium. I was diagnosed with Schizoaffective disorder a few years ago. I am constantly in a state of psychosis. My main symptoms are auditory hallucinations. I am a voice hearer, and they are downright nasty, vile, underhanded, vulgar, and slimy. It’s akin to being constantly surrounded by people who hate everything about you. They mock, laugh, jeer, gaslight, and trick you into believing everything about you is wrong and disgusting. So I try to convey, through art, the unpleasant and horrifying throes of psychosis. It’s sensationalized and the reason my tracks are on the darker side of things. Ha
There are two answers to this query. Firstly, since I heard The Cure as a kid, it was a game changer in how I perceived music. Music became personal artistry to unveil your soul however you’d like. It’s your world, Just like painting a picture and all the “happy accidents’ (as Bob Ross would say) that go with it. So with that said. I’ve always desired to play beautiful, dreamy, melancholy songs that get an overwhelming response from the temporal and limbic systems. Which is strange considering the type of sounds I’m currently producing. Ha! I don’t want fame or anything associated with “rockstar” status. Drugs are the exception, however. Ha! I want to have a community of like-minded individuals. So a Cult! I want to start a Cult! Ha!
Get rid of religion and additional delusional lore. Just as an experiment, it could make things worse, but that wasn’t the question. It seems little use has ever manifested in God or gods name. It divides and doesn’t unite. I would take political agendas out since religion influences political parties. People love their opinions to be right even if they’re NOT. So they seek out familiar dumb fucks with these same ideals for reassurance and verification. Their Neurons fire delivers them a sense of well-being, and now they’re all besties with ex -T bat shit assumptions! I have no problem with individuals who believe in a higher power, whatever gets you through your day. Mine is booze- Ha! The problem is when you force those beliefs on others to manipulate. I’ve been down that path before as a believer, and I feel shame and humiliation when I think of all the mind games, misinformation, and misleading to “win a soul for christ” such shenanigans are what the mystics would call Black magic.