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.

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.

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!

If you’d rather let Rick James’ skeleton burn you with a crack torch than listen to the radio today, Killed By Porn has got your back. If there has ever been an episode of jams, jam-packed with jams, it’s this one! This one even includes what I will be predicting will be the best song you hear this week; I even guarantee it!

A lot has happened since the last episode of Killed By Porn. Duke Eastwood just came back from the mountains where he was taming wolves. Before that, he moved to a new, exciting, and more dangerous part of town. And on top of it all, got his PhD in droppin’ plates on your ass!

Has Killed By Porn been naughty or nice? Are you kidding? Just by you knowing about it you’re in danger of “gettin’ nothing for Christmas.” But it’s not so bad, there are a surprising number of dirty Christmas songs that Duke Eastwood has just stuffed down your stocking. Why start trying to be nice now? Hit play, unwrap someone you know, pull them under the mistletoe and get sum!

Never Before seen, for the first time anywhere, Killed By Porn #28 is here. It’s real, not an illusion. For the first time anywhere you will hear blood-curdling sadistic surgery, head amputation, a real dead body will be given away as a prize. Girls, bring your boyfriends to protect you! You may need help, Help, HELP!!!

Dear Listeners, The other day, when I saw a lost girl wandering down the street wearing nothing but a towel, I knew how I was going to do Killed By Porn #24. All the songs too weird, obnoxious, or long to be in any other podcast are here. All cursed lo-fi, lower-fi, and garbage-fi tracks that wouldn’t fit in with anything else except each other… they’re all here. Just because these songs are the demented outcasts doesn’t mean you can’t dance to them; so dance muthafuckaz!

Killed By Porn thanks Mar Vista Lanes for having us in their alley to record this installment of the podcast. On our minds this time around: corporate sponsorship, self-improvement books, summer fun, and making our future Wikipedia pages look good. On the turntable this time around: Hasil Adkins, Antler Joe & the Accidents, the Sick Things, the Suicide Commandos, Kajun SS, and many others.