SlippyTrick

It Only Hurts The First Time

I. Us Weve known each other for a long time. We all came from the same sort of place. We each had a school, a church, a park, dog shit, flowers, etc. All was well until one night, Lady Rock N Roll slipped into our rooms. She tricked us into believing She was just an Angel, who had stopped by at random, to conduct the usual arbitrary dream business. Then, like a flash flood, She raped us in our sleep, one by one, while singing When The Levee Breaks. And in the morning when we woke, She did it again. We were so young and impressionable. We were in love. We were also a little sore. II. A Band Ten years gone, we each formed, joined, lead, followed, supported and promoted, the ass-battering of the musical piñata. Although in different projects at different times, we never lost sight of the sugar coated loot which the multi-colored Jack-ass never seemed to disembogue. Then, on a cold December night, Friday 13th, 2002, the five of us incidentally bludgeoned that donkey in harmony. Much to our surprise, the Levee broke and the candy spewed forth. It stained our faces and our clothes. We took delight in utter gluttony, and having passed the opportunity up many times in the past, we decided the time was right, to become a band. III. Detention Smokin in the boys room carried a pricestaying after school with those who shared a common interest. And thats what they did; Chris and Nate shared a common smoke, or smoked a common interest, or something like that. Over the next six or seven years, the duo was the backbone of every project they were involved in. Although they had been jammin with Darius since about 92, and Eric since about 94, they were rarely in the same band at the same time. IV. Ding Ding The sound of the ice cream truck plundering through Little Five Points signified the arrival of push-ups and dread locks. Darius delivered both recluse from a summers day and reckless summer days. He met Chad around the same time he met Eric, Chris and Nathan, and immediately begin to formulate a master plan which would involve this very lineupin about seven years!? Anyway, maybe its true that you shouldnt rush a good thing. And the days were good. They are even sometimes still referred to as the Good Ole Days. V. Wine Country Cultivated out west, squeezed in New York City, and poured across the palette of the South, Chad possesses all the qualities of a fine Pianistand a gay glass of wine. He puts the bony back in ebony and ivory. He brings the piano back to rock n roll, and visa versa. If the rest of the guys are the shit, then Chaddy is the Shinola. VI. Shit Alabama really Fd up and let this one go. Eric Joy escaped to Atlanta where he voluntarily eats wine, drinks ice-cream, smokes dread-locks, and holds the Heavyweight Title for Purveyor of the most hilarious jokes ever told, pertaining to Shit. Eric likes few things in this life more than Pepsi and ketchup-drenched meatloaf. Some of those things may include dancing the Funky Chicken, or the Worm, or occasionally pretending that he passionately despises Pepsi and ketchup-drenched meatloaf. VII. Mission SlippyTrick in no way assumes responsibility for anything that leads to stuff which could be deemed hazardous to anything or anyone. We do however, pledge to emit, release and unload any and all rock n roll we possess, as well as, disfigure any piñata as we see fit. Finally, we would like to thank both of our fans, Travis and this other guy he knows.

Oh Yeah _ Atlanta right now_ A little too much_ see above

Led Zep, Black Crowes, Zappa, Leon Russel, Charlie Daniels, James Brown, Mofro, Gov't Mule, N. Miss. Allstars, Blondie, Miles Davis, Elvis, the Stones, Smashing Pumpkins, Motown, Metallica, Outkast, Flatt & Scruggs, Chili Peppers, Jerry Reed

G&L, Gibson, Fender guitars thru Marshall and Boogie Fender basses thru Marshall Yamaha pianos crappy drums recorded in the basement using Sonar and a Delta 1010

Combining Rock n' Roll with a southern twang, and spewing forth a sound unique, fresh, and fun, SlippyTrick has finally laid their cards on the table. The Atlanta, Georgia based band consists of Guitar Guru, Nathan Gooch, the ultra talented Guitarist Darius lee, the ever solid Drummer Eric Joy, the blessed fingers of Pianist/Organist Chad Mason, and the soul drenched vocals of Singer/Bass Player Chris Eaton. Chris and Nathan have been brothers through music since their freshman year of high school. Growing up musically together has formed an unbreakable creative bond between these two artists. The dynamic duo met Darius Lee, not long after graduation, amidst many long nights of tunes and toastiness in the Little 5 Points district of Atlanta. Darius, a rather cartoonish figure, immediately became a part of the brotherhood. His personality and talent seeping liberally from his wiry frame. These three tumbled their way through many Atlanta based bands, and eventually stumbled into Eric Joy, or the 'Alabama Wild Man' as they like to call him. Rock steady, Eric was a piece of the SlippyTrick puzzle that fell right into place with little or no coersion. With the back beat complete the party was just beginning..... Enter Chad Mason. Chad brought with him a wealth of experience and man, can that boy tickle the ivories. With this final, and all important, component of the circuit in place SlippyTrick was born, or reborn as the case may be. Reborn? Yes, reborn. SlippyTrick actually started life as an improv trio, and eventually morphed into a large, imprompto, group made up of the core members, Darius, Chris, Nathan, and Eric, and anyone else who wanted to come along for the ride. The original ST graced stages throughout Atlanta, including the Little 5 Points pub, now the 9 Lives Saloon. This musical insane asylum came to a close around 1997 and most went their separate ways. But, like moths drawn to a bug zapper, the SlippyTrick nucleus found themselves together again electrified, and charged with a different mission..... To rock your socks off. And they will. As for the name of the band? Well, lets just say it's an inside joke.