Killed By Porn

If you thought party-boy time was reserved for the weekends, then you should know by now that it’s not, because Killed By Porn #46 is here to grind its most intimate of areas all over your ignorant ass. It’s one more thing to identify with as you shower yourself off in a cheap motel after a scandalous night. Another president to keep you guilt free when shame tries to run you rampant; A reminder to you that there is always someone more filthy than you out there somewhere; and that no matter what crazy shit you like to do, Killed By Porn is the soundtrack for your wicked-sick life.

Fuck all that election shit! Is whatever happens in the election going to change the fact that you like to smoke weed and try to get in the pants off almost everyone you meet? No! Now don’t get Duke Eastwood wrong, the only place he wants to see more of Sarah Palin’s face is in his pillow; but, you can only “vote” for so much. Just go ahead and celebrate the fact that you’re a dirt bag that no candidate would stand behind with the sounds of the Jacuzzi Boys, GG Allin, DMZ, Supercharger, the Functional Blackouts, and tons more. Start stickin’ it to the man, whoever it’ll be, right now with Killed By Porn!

Alright, why are you reading this? You should have already listened to this podcast. Duke Eastwood is going to teach you about life today. You should have woken up an hour earlier than you did just to have listened to this today; no, yesterday. Today we’ve got for you music from: the Simpletones, Hunx and His Punx, Volt, No Bunny, the Smith Westerns, Plasticland… all that and more. Let’s go cave people!

Recently Duke Eastwood was a DJ at an L.A. screening of the film “You Weren’t There,” a documentary about Chicago punk spanning 1977 through 1984. After digging up all relevant records and putting the set together, then listening to its power, he decided the set was too amazing to just be heard that one night in a loud, crowded theater; so here it is! Hear tracks from Windy City giants such as the Effigies, Strike Under, Naked Raygun, the Mentally Ill, Articles of Fairth, Big Black, and many, many more. After you realize you wish you had been there, go over to www.regressivefilms.com and check out the film for yourself!

Yep, it’s the 666th podcast from GaragePunk.com! And what else can be said other than Duke Eastwood is going to Hell just for producing this podcast alone, even though he was probably headed that direction anyway. No shit, you may actually be offended by this one, and thank God; it’s about time. From this point out, we’re all devil worshipers. You are down, aren’t you? Don’t be a wimp, hit play and get on the guest list to the underworld with the rest of us who know how to have fun.

When you lead a reckless life, you may not need anyone else’s advice; but you do need a reliable source of bad-ass tunes you can act-a-fool to. Killed By Porn has always rose to this occasion, and this episode is based on that intention. Fuel yourself with drugs only a 19-year-old would touch willingly, and realize that not being square isn’t just a weekend affair. Come and Join Killed By Porn as we spin out of control in a way that will require an intervention!

So, Duke Eastwood had nothing better to do than do something a little bit different for the 40th episode of Killed By Porn. He, for one, has nominated himself for the title of “best person to ever listen to music.” And, has also taken an unwilling intern into the studio to begin learning the craft of being great at listening to music. Can you learn to be better at listening to music? Yes! Lesson one starts here; Killed By Porn #40.

This new episode is all about realizing you don’t like Weezer or coldplay, and you’re going out of control. Have you lost your damn mind? Well, check this show out, you will. Rip off your clothes and start breaking shit.

The only thing more packed with jams than the last 10 minutes of this podcast is the first 50. This episode of Killed By Porn is rock-and-roll for the mind; a traumatic experience in good songwriting and great musicianship. Draw your own conclusions, but the evidence is right here. Grab a hot dog and some Steel Reserve and review these results with your punk ass!

Power-pop records always come out of hibernation in the Spring to realign your perception. Maybe this Winter tricked you into thinking that wearing a scarf and worrying about super volcanoes was all there was to do until time ran out; but it’s not true! Shit is just getting started! Let this new episode of Killed By Porn be proof positive that a lot of dancing has to be done before it will ever be glow-in-the-dark time. This isn’t Coachella… dance, I say!