Jester Wicked
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Jester Wicked, aka Chance "Da" Ghoti, is a fuzzy freak of absolutely no importance whatsoever. His music, however, may one day prove to be blamed for countless murder-suicides and rubber room commitments nationwide. His music seeps into your skull and undoes the very fabric of what you deem reality, and makes you fear for what you have named your "soul".

Or perhaps it's just groovy.
Why this name?
It stems from listening to way too much In Flames and ICP in tandem. Rots your brain and makes you think you're cool when you're really just a wanker.
Do you play live?
Nope, nowhere, nope and bacon. I mean nope.
How, do you think, does the internet (or mp3) change the music industry?
Well, it's wrecked quality in some circuits, replacing high-end recordings with lofi, tingly messes (*cough* iTunes *cough*). In others, it's a genuinely useful and very powerful tool to weild.

For me, it's just a way to make my music for someone more than just myself.
Would you sign a record contract with a major label?
In a split second, that is, if they could offer me money for my music, rather than money for my image and for cheap imitations of my music.
Band History:
I was conceived once, when my mom and dad humped, and then, like, I mutated over 23 years to become this.
Your influences?
Everything for Beach to Breakbeat, Hip-Hop to Haze; Dance, Trance, Big Band and a little pinch of Sage.

If it's got a melody, a rhythm, or an aproximation thereof, I've got my headphones ready to give it a spin.
Favorite spot?
Little Five Points, Atlanta.
Equipment used:
PC, KRK monitors and and M-box, as well as a mac laptop and a delicious array of headphones stolen from my good friend Moxy.
Anything else...?
Redneck raver jugallo,
furry with a hint of emo,
with metal head, candy heart
and a soul chock full of jazz
I am all and all am I
Come within, reveal your sin
And lemme tap that ass
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