exploding fuck dolls

We were in "take over" mode. We played and played, club after club. We owned orange county. We wrote songs.. tough songs. NO songs about love, or being love sick... it was our mission. "We're on a mission from coast to coast saving the cities we need the most, it's up to the bomb who's lives are lost, spare and not want or it's holycaust - straigh to you american bomb".... that was the American Bomb 7". That  song, that single represented this incarnation of the band.  It was tough and militant.  We recruited Goat man (lead guitar), and Ricky johnson (bass) and we formed the unit. This single, was financed by Drac from Vinyl Solution and Mike Lohrman from Underdog records. The label was VD - Vinyl Dog. We recorded it at Dr. Dream studios in Orange and was recorded by Ace - now from Manic Hispanic...

Punk Rock production, pink vinyl, the first 200 came with a poster!!! A signed poster. Duane had a friend named Cary Corr, this guy was a genius, his work speaks for itself... just WATCH the video. The American Bomb video. HEAR the lyrics just after the solo... remember, we were happening during grunge and the city we selected for the bomb to destroy was Seattle.  It was as if the bomb had a mind of it's own, and it knew that seattle was next. The cover has a "death cloud" from the Magazine Second Hand Daylight album, blowing up Seattle. Note the Space Needle, a Seattle landmark under the cloud... destroyed. "Look to the map get outa the fog, I can't understand you brother, only know your views are wrong, your flowers and your hippy songs... we're on a mission from coast to coast saving the cities we need the most, up to the bomb who's lives are lost spare and not want or it's holycaust.." No regard for the life of the Lumberjack with a guitar... we saw no style, no substance in their music or their look. Look at Seattle now... great punk scene.

That Cadillac in the video was a 1975 fleetwood. It hauled an orange amp in the trunk, drums in the back seat, a marshall head and guitars... that was our transport vehicle.

We wrote that song laying on the dirty carpet at shackster... the flea problem had not fully gone away from before Kevin's death in the next room. His ghost haunted that room, turning lights on and off... Duane set his bed on fire in that room. It was time to bounce back and we were doing it... all over Orange county, Los Angeles and San Diego. Next up, Northern California.

L to R - Art, Duane, Steve, Goat and... who was on bass on this show in the parking lot of the Electric Chair in Huntington Beach... don't remember. We went through several bass players.