Post by dereffe on Aug 25, 2010 22:30:41 GMT
Sure. It all goes back to a drawing really. Braintrust and I worked at the same restaurant and our boss (now our record label) Paul Finn drew a poorly drawn horse above which was written "shit horse" and below "they shit horses...don't they?". He was always drawing fake album covers that he thought were funny or awesome (mostly they were neither) but we both liked this one and decided to start writing songs that would be on this ficticious album. Then it carried over to when we got out of the bars and we were a two peice with a different drummer everytime. Then we got a call that (this fucking amazing band from town) called Pipe was cancelling a show because one of the guys got rocky montain spotted fever. They wanted one of our other bands but they couldn't do it so we decided to try to do a shit horse show. We asked our now drummer Red if he wanted to play and he said "fuck yea!".
I had met Danny Magic a week before. I was coming down from taking lsd and my girlfriend was mad at me for taking it (I usually don't) and Danny walked in. He introduced himself as "local legend Danny Mason" and sang me front to back a 20 minute long album that he had "in his head". On wsthe out the door that night he told me "Sometimes, you gotta treat yourself like a lady. All affeminate like. Sometimes you need to breast feed yourself, interprit that into your own words." I laughed because there is no other way to say that.
So at the Cave show the next week he was there, drunk in the back playing pool. After one of the shitty songs in the set I stupidly said "Nigggaaa" on the mic. Justin started yelling me and calling me a racist and I was trying to explain that I was "post PC". The crowd was freaked out of course and one of them told Danny. He remembered me and saved my ass by putting a white paper towel under his hat and over his face with two eye-holes cut out. He did spin moves all the way to the front of the stage, grabbed one of our mics and said "Play motherfuckers!" then we did and he sang "I am the motherfucking KKK". The crowd got even more freaked out and we asked him to join the band later. Shit Horse was born.
I had met Danny Magic a week before. I was coming down from taking lsd and my girlfriend was mad at me for taking it (I usually don't) and Danny walked in. He introduced himself as "local legend Danny Mason" and sang me front to back a 20 minute long album that he had "in his head". On wsthe out the door that night he told me "Sometimes, you gotta treat yourself like a lady. All affeminate like. Sometimes you need to breast feed yourself, interprit that into your own words." I laughed because there is no other way to say that.
So at the Cave show the next week he was there, drunk in the back playing pool. After one of the shitty songs in the set I stupidly said "Nigggaaa" on the mic. Justin started yelling me and calling me a racist and I was trying to explain that I was "post PC". The crowd was freaked out of course and one of them told Danny. He remembered me and saved my ass by putting a white paper towel under his hat and over his face with two eye-holes cut out. He did spin moves all the way to the front of the stage, grabbed one of our mics and said "Play motherfuckers!" then we did and he sang "I am the motherfucking KKK". The crowd got even more freaked out and we asked him to join the band later. Shit Horse was born.
brilliant
Hahahah I already adore these guys
