Showing posts with label Copremesis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Copremesis. Show all posts

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Speaking of Representing...


This is the first time we played Long Island in 2 years (except for the noisecore set with no guitar at Mikey's house in October). Bottom line, we're fuckin' back and ready. Me and Big Sal are doing pushups for this show. Grown thangs.

"When I call you "boi boi", know I meant it - that's what you can tell your' wife" - "Boi Boi". Buckshot Facelift, from upcoming new album.

Paulo of 2007


Like Paulo of 2012, but more euro.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Old Boar / Copremesis split BBQ

Even though I wasn't with my 2004 Team this weekend, I'm glad they were still keeping other traditions alive.

"The pain remains, but frame by frame we make the sickest scene" - Jazzy Jeff

"Raise the fucking Goat Skull"
- traditional

"Iniquity, yo, Iniquity.......Nah, yo...."



"Did you eat all those chips?"
 
"I might have caught Demigod, but I missed Paulos famous Pork Loin. Fuck."






Wednesday, April 11, 2012

DAN ALERT! CODE SCOTCHBONNET!

HAVE YOU SEEN MY BASS PLAYER? Last seen suffering from a head wound and drinking with a strange homosexual asian man. I AM WORRIED SICK, PLEASE HELP!

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Oldschool

CLEAN


When we were young. I think this is probably close to ten years ago. OK actually almost 7 years ago - 3/19/2005, Biolich/Copremesis/Lynched/Incarnate at the Almost Home Cafe. It was Andrews 7th birthday or something. Lynched had a homemade DVD they were giving out, If I can find it I'll post it.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Beef Wellington

Know why these English guys are so pissed off? Because they fucking hate Alex and Paulo from Copremesis. If you notice -Limey to the left is wearing a Defeated Sanity shirt. Clearly, they were upset that Copremesis supported Defeated Sanity on their 2008 U.S. tour. Bald Benedict on the right has a classic logo Deranged shirt on, unmistakably a reference to Deranged breaking up and failing to appear at the Maryland Deathfest 2008 - where they would have shared the stage with Copremesis.They probably hate Daniel, to. They wrote this whole song about Copremesis:



I don't know how the beef started, but I'd imagine it had something to do with this rascal.  
Maybe him and Alex got into it on an anime message board, or perhaps those are Paulos first pair of childhood glasses, from when he came to our country as a 10 year old, dorky asian kid. Why did you steal his glasses, Guvnor?  All I know is when there's beef , I always got one oldschool homie I can count on... 




Friday, August 26, 2011

Copremesis first show

I don't condone what these perverts do with their spare time or their stage show, but Jon Berg once said "always rep your friends", so that's what I'll do here. Having been down with these guys for as long as I have, I can't give an objective opinion. I can, however, attest to years upon years of slugging it out as the underdogs in the high priced revolving door of the NYC death metal scene. Blood, sweat, debt and tears has brought these boys through the deep south and back only to literally wallow naked in vomit on hot summer nights of death metal. I can not even begin to describe the depths to which live performances have sank. Whereas guitarist/vocalist Alex favors a more sarcastic, dry approach to stage presence, he works perfectly as the understated straight man to other guitarist/vocalist Paulo, whos antics over the years have included multiple incidents of nudity, vomit, and questionable sexual gestures and implications. However, behind these 20 to 30 minute outbursts at shows  that have been known to clear rooms and require mops and disinfectant, there is a very deep and calculated type of music that comes from living and breathing brutal death metal as a way of life and even at times a salvation. Copremesis is not for everyone, but for those who can look through this explosive and often self deprecating ugliness and see the depth to which these guys feel what they are doing, it is a bastion of truth. This is what happens when the brokenhearted children of Morbid Angel and Nile descend into a mix of G.G. Allin and Antimo from Disgorge. They have a bunch of free releases for download on their deceptively subtle website here.
FUCKIN' GROSS