After a pretty uneventful flight from Prague to Zurich we are finally on our way to loudness country...( you know the old japanese heavy metal band?.. whatever.)

When we finally get to Japan we are met at the airport by Masashi, a pretty quiet guy who will look after us retards off and on during the tour.

We pile everything in the van and start to make our way into the city of Tokyo where we will spend a few days relaxing, drinking and record shopping, on the way to our hotel we stop to eat at a roadside diner kinda place and i try and get Matt Rizzo to eat a packet of grasshoppers that look roasted or something... he declines.
J apan has some crazy fucking things that pass as food.... good shit.

I'll skip the few days here as we did nothing... we meet with the promoter Naoto from king goblin for drinking and shit like that and some record shopping but besides that we just hung out.
chillin' not unlike Bobby Dylan.

Japan! Grave yard temple

Our first show in Japan is in Kawasaki the show is called "It should be fine, isn't it? vol.4" (good fucking name!) with some really cool bands like "noise au go go-g.b.n" (gore beyond necropsy), and Butcher A.B.C. , surge line as well as King Goblin, (this is Naoto the promoters doom rock art band, check em out.)

I decide to go and relax in my hotel across the road from the venue as i have my girlfriend with me and I'm staying separate from the band.

at about 4:00 in the afternoon and just as we are falling asleep the bed starts to shake, it was only a little at first but quickly we are off the bed and standing in the middle of the room as a full earthquake erupts!

emma runs to the door while i stand in the middle of the room saying "awesome, earthquake"... I'm a retard in these situations.
emma is a little panicked and runs out to get in the lift, luckily it shuts down before she can get trapped.
we leave through the emergency exit and go down the eight floors to the ground to meet with everyone who are now standing outside the venue wondering what the fuck just happened.
we find out later that it was the worst one they have had in about 10 years!

if you have never been in an earthquake there is no way to describe the sick feeling of movement... strange indeed.
it was so strong that one wall in the band room was cracked all the way from one side to the other.

it has also shut down the JR train lines! (the main train line in japan) and as everyone in japan uses the train as transport means that no one can get to the gig!
oh well, this is what blood duster is used to.

the show itself was cool, i got to see a little of all the bands and we got to hang with the guys from butcher abc for a little bit, they have had a line up change since the cd and are now a three piece with an american dude joining on bass, he hung out drinking with us that night and shit, cool guys. cool show, and a great introduction to japanese shows!

the second show was in shibuya at the eggman, thius was a pretty cool show as we got to play with 324, SMASH YOUR FACE, DISCONFORMITY, ANGEL O.D.

we got to meet our label boss in japan Mr. Jumbo, he had organized an interview for eat magazine and helped set up the show from what i could gather.

the show itself was pretty crazy, i got nude and threw a cup of piss all over matt collins, shit was getting out of control, everyone seems pretty into the show and there is lots of bodies flying around. good shit.

m-lo:
This night there was suspected a typhoon but it was delayed till the next night, We saw Enima with Kuro the great Japanese guitarist (20 yrs old). It was a small town with a huge supermarket full of Beer, Beer, Beer and pork dumplings, I also found a bread stick filled with custard. Very nice.
The show was cool, we all got pretty drunk and made the crowd go crazy. Good old crazy japanese crowds.
We sat out the front and avoided the rain as the club owner told stories and we laughed with him as he was very hard to understand and it would be rude not to laugh even if i had no idea what he was saying.

This spilled out onto the street then onto the after party resturant. I think as this was the first official after party of the tour outside the venue people were being well behaved, I however ordered heaps of stuff, which mainly consisted of raw fish and beer. Rob was offered 100 000 yen to stick the remains of an eaten fish body up his arse in a condom, no one actually had 100 000 yen but i think he may have done it.

Oh yeah we all stayed on the floor of the venue except you got a huge nice bed, or a collection of stools.

The night of the rainy typhoon, great town Huge train station and set quaintly in amongst some steep hills and mountains.

This was the site for the winter olympics some years ago and is was a very nice place with a very clean Macdonalds which was good as the toilet was also very clean unlike the squatter at the venu.

There was a very cool record store not far away and we all looked awesome trying to find it in the rain with pink umbrellas.

This was a good show too, the venue was small but very loud, we played with a crazy 2 paice with a drum machine, i really enjoyed whatching this band but i can't rememebr the name, very crazy Japanese.

Our show was cool, though i think we needed some more beer, the seven 11 was about 20 meteres away and provided us with some nutrition for our rock show, the after party...... fuck I cant remeber shit.

What a cool place, I was feeling a bit sick and Tony's Girlfriend showed up, as did Kuro from Enima.

Some cool bands, Liquid vision and more. There was a young Japanese girl thrashing out up the front in a kimono and wooden thongs very cool. We played awesome and I played a full soung while crowd surfing.

This was the after show party of the tour. We were all drunk as fuck and ordered the most wrong looking drinks with fruit at the bottom and milk and a drink called cows piss.

After many drinks and eating the lovely tasting Salmon overies (which PC had everyones on the table and I thought was really nice until I found out what it was) and some raw slimy as hell octapus we started taking pics. I ended up with a whole new outfit on some crazy goggles and some girls hair clips.

The owner took a shining to me I think as i lay on his resturant floor in my undies and he gave me a hair clip. PC was to bussy drinking "Cows Piss" and other assorted milk drinks to bother stabbing the ever anoying Rizzo with a chop stick covered in woosabi.

m-lo:
What a drive, it was through mountains and on massive bridges that spanned for miles and miles,
the city looked like something from the movie blade runner, it was really fuckin cool.
We spent most of the night looking for something other than octapuss balls to eat (which are fuckin nice but you can only have so many) and ended up eating steak and of course drinking.
The hotel was one giant robotic joint that kicked you out at ten and didn't let you back in till 3pm but Osaka rocked so that was cool, plenty of cool shops and people and yes beer, beer, beer. I think this was one my drunkest moments (which I kept secret) but my memories of the show are hazzy because of it.
fortunately i was well trained from playing drunk everyday by this point, so I played OK.

Awesome show, crowd was fucking crazy.
once again I spent some time crowd surfing whilst playing.
a couple of dudes also copped some head stock in the face as i slipped over... too drunk and too near the front of the stage.
sorry about that guys. After the show...ask someone less drunk I cant remember but we signed heaps of autographs and Fuller gave away 10 000 yen while Rizzo ate all the food and we went hungry.

jason p.c:
thats about all i remember too.
oh i remember that the guy that put the show on was a fucking awesome dude, he took us to all the record stores and shit that were around and generally really looked after us.
i didn't get a chance to say thanks you properly, so here it is: THANK YOU! you were a legend.

M-lo:
Long drive, Good hotel, good Air-con. (fuck japan was hot) I was sick and nearly passed out on stage, not much of a story from me, I was being a sook and thought I was gonna die onstage.
I did hear later that there was so little air in the venue that some dude had to go upstairs to get his lighter to work.
thats how fucking suffocating and hot it was.
so i feel better about nearly dying.

jason p.c:
the gig was good and hot and shit like that, at one point i looked at matt and he had a blank look in his eye, he had forgotten how to play.

the next day he spent the whole day trying to get sympathy about how bad he slept.
he sure showed us.

M-lo:
This was the last show of the entire tour!
we all got super drunk really early and we stayed upstairs from the venue.

The super market accross the way was awesome and their Burger joint was even better, so we stock pilled food and beer and headed back to the venue.

Jason p.c:
we were playing with our old friend Rich (the drummer from brutal truth) who was "performing" with his new project called peacemaker, this was noise he had created on his laptop with some improvised drumming, poetry and walking around whispering in everyones ear... art.

Jason p.c:
after Masashi races us to the airport (with a last stop to spend what remaining yen we have a record store) we unload the van for the last time and say our final goodbyes.
big fucking thanks goes out to masashi and to naoto for all there help in organizing the tour for us!
also to everyone that helped in any way you all rock like fuck. thanks.

to the end....

I fucking hate qantas!
shittest airline ever!

here are the 7 reasons why....
1. the plane is delayed for 4 hours.
2. the don't have screens on the back of seats to watch movies.
3. the add an extra hour on to the flight as they change flight path.
4. the lights keep going on and off. (electrical trouble?)
5. matt rizzo is allowed on the plane
6. they try and charge us $6000.00 dollars in excess baggage!
(no other airline charged us anything the whole time we were away!)
7. the food has egg in everything. (i hate egg)

the only good thing was the staff, they were actually quite cool people.
they stopped serving matt rizzo "alcholic" drinks and started giving him placebo drinks he thought were alcoholic.
we laughed and laughed...

anyway that concludes the tour diary for this time.
we are now playing back home in Australia.
if you can, come and see us and well have a drink together.

thanks again to everyone that helped on the tour and came to the shows.
hopefully we will get to see all of you again!

jason p.c.

Anyway after a quick detour there we drive through the night (a long drive) we finally get to Prague airport, its about 4:00 in the morning or something like that and we have to sit around killing time for a few hours until we can get on our flight.

At this time Curby starts to cry and tells us that he loves us all too much, he confesses all kinds of man love for us and we tell him that he should stop making such a scene.
after about an hour of trying to make him feel better we convince that it is for the best that he leaves us to go back to his wife and children.
he leaves us very distraught, we feel bad for him as we know how loveable we are. (fuckin´ hell I was so happy to kick your asses from my van he,he,he... curby)

Thanks chirpy, you rock.

All in all i think europe has been a really fun time and a success for blood duster in general.
hope we get asked back one day...

At Prague's airport...wipe our tears....

The day after this show we try and drive to amsterdam but we decide to head to Eindhoven as its too far for us, and i think curby wants to see some soccer stadium thing?
who knows?

Check this report from Vampire magazine, click here

This is the last show of the tour and we get to play with bands that have become our friends over this tour, Bile and Romperprop.

Before the show we decide to head into the city to have a look around, curby insists that it is too hard and too far and that we will get lost and not be able to find a park as the city is too big and all this kind of stuff.... so we go anyway.

We find a park right in the centre of town after a quick 5 minute drive and go shopping for our woman friends back home.
Beltsy buys his girlfiend some oven mitts... what a good dude.

All the bands at this show seem to have blood... well us Bile and Romperprop do.

We also get to hang out with ronnie who has turned up to drink and get fucked up with the bile dudes, he will be releasing a split 10" with us and bile.
cool guy.

Rob walked through some trees and got covered in some kind of poison ivy shit.. that was pretty cool.

We are covered in blood for days after this show as bile use some fucked up concoction that doesn't like to come off!
and they had to go to work the next day...

Also big thanks to the dude from Peterpan Speedrock who hooked us up.... cheers to you.

We stay in a small village with a guy called Felix and his little brother.
cool people.

Awesome show in what seems like the middle of nowhere, also this is one of the coolest venues we get to play at.
R eally cool people, food and accomodation for the night.

Then it was off to fucking hamburg, a cool easy three hour drive in the wan (this is how curbys accent pronounces it) to a venue with a hard to pronounce name.. whatever it was cool, we got fed some cool pasta and shit I had a nice kip on the couch until doors opened and then it was time to drink like a fucking idiot again.
We played with yacopse and irate architect who were both really cool bands, I bought a exit 13 record from the singer of yacopse and beltsy who got there before me scored a repress split 7” of s.o.b. and napalm death for three euro. I hate beltsy sometimes.
Whatever I got a david lee roth double album that he wanted and that comforts me.

In the morning we all waited for the entrails massacre guitarist who drove us to the next gig in rostock, he was really cool, he showed us some sights when we got there and made sure we got to the gig safe and sound, good dude.
The gig that nigt was pretty decent, the entrails guys had done a good job getting word out about the gig, lots of young kids had turned out as well.
I think the venue that we played at was closing and this was the last gig that it was going to have.
We played with entrails again as well as looking for an answer and a band called obscurity something, I cant quite remember the fucking name… sorry, too much drinking has killed that part of my mind.Seriously it has, and im glad to report im getting fatter by the second.

Then it was off to berlin on the e55, this is a weird stretch of highway just before you get into Germany on the Czech side of the border, there are street prostitutes everywhere trying to pull your car over. It was explained to me that the Czech people have more relaxed laws about this stuff so all the fucking crazy germans do the quick drive across the border for all the dodgy sex needs they may have. It just so happened that curbys van was overheating as we were climbing the hills that separate the two countries so we had to pull over, much to a couple girls dismay as we were blocking where there customers are supposed to pull over. We had to sit and wait for ages while someone came to fix the car. Every now and then the girls would try to get us to fuck them, but not even Tone bone was interested in this, They were pretty bad. Floppy asses flappin about in the wind. One guy pulled in to fuck one of them and when he came out she wiped down her armpits and was ready for the next dude. Awesome.

Then on Monday we went to Pardubice and booked into get tattoos then we went to some kind of tower thing so we could see the whole town.
Then it was off to curbys home town and visited a cemetery with fucking evil bones and shit decorating the walls, a catacomb that’s the word I was looking for, it was fucking crazy, Europeans do some fucking weird shit… still a fucking cool thing to see as we don’t have anything like that in Australia.

Then on the Sunday after obscene we did an aftershow with needful things who were really cool as well as the Scottish bands afterbirth and wardead they were all really cool.

This show was cool but after obscene extreme everyone was a little tired.

And the rains they fell.

The first day of obscene was like an intro day, we sorta just went to our hotel and ate some food and went to site for a few hours, people were already turning up by the cuntload and it was shaping up to be really cool.
If you haven’t been to this festival I recommend that you try and get there next year, everyone we had met on the tour was saying that it was the best festival in Europe. The location is perfect with lots of trees and shit for a cool campsite, it also has a good sound system stage and lots of space for all the vegan food and shit like that. I have to say that curby really knows his shit when it comes to this festival.

Fuck, just party, party and party........

One more beer pleaseeeeeeeeeee ...

Big party in our pub in Bukovka...

The show in Vienna was with our old mates screaming demon and was organized by the pungent dudes, they were really cool once again, loaning us gear showing us a massive cathedral and Alex took us to his record shop to have a look around. I ended up buying a sore throat record from him that I didn’t have so I was pretty happy with myself.

We also finally got the dvds that were supposed to be sent for the London shows.
Finally. It onloy ended up costing 300 pounds to have them shipped from London to Vienna… fucking fuck.

The next show was in muska sobota, in slovenia as well, the Australian band blacklist had played there a little while ago and they had some stickers and photos of them on the wall.

It was kinf of a youth group kind joint filled with black metal dudes drinking a local concoction of red wine and coke, I have no idea why you would do that but hey who am I too judge?

We played with vulva throne.
This was also curbys birthday, we couldn’t get him a present as we are the brokest band ever, but we made him a banner and hung it up in the backstage room.

He is getting really old you know, hes like 46 or something. He he.

After the show they took us up to a shack in the hills where we slept, it had an evil dead type cellar and a really cool, view of the city.

In the morning the organizers came and fed us some cool food and in the drizzle we ate contemplating the drive to Vienna. All 15 hours of it.

Then it was off to Koper in Slovenia, it was a cool city and a cool clean venue, we played with a cool hardcore band from croatia, I don’t know what they were called but they were cool.

There wasn’t really much that made this show stand out in any way oin terms of wackiness, the thing that made it cool was we all had beds and and a nice shower and some cool food.

You start to appreciate the basics of life when you are touring for a while.

They have a website for this venue that has some photos expolaining what the club does and shit like that and some photos of the night, but I couldn’t find it.

Let me know if you do.

This next show was really cool, apparently there was supposed to be more people but who cares, its about the bands and atmosphere and shit for me most of the time.

This festival was called “grind your mother” and had lots of stalls and shit like that selling records and shit, in fact I managed to find a double live bootleg of david lee roth from the eat em and smile period for only 8 euro… couldn’t be happier. Anyway we got to see bands like inhume and bile as well as birdflesh and met the drummer adde , it was really cool.

We got drunk as fuck before the show, giving the whole thing a kind of train wreck mentality, sometimes this is really shit and turns ugly and sometimes it works really well giving people a good show.

There was a power outage during our set for about thirty seconds or something so I took the opportunity to get naked during this bit of the set, it was cool when the lights come on and I was nude as fuck. One of the promoters came on at this point and told me to get dressed, as I don’t understand Italian I couldn’t understand what he was asking…

one of the band fucked his girlfriend later that night and was busted by him in the act, but as she didn’t speak Italian no one knew she was his partner…oh well.

Anyways we really played well and tight and shit I think and it was a good show.

That night the other promoter involed in the festival took turns with our sound guy and tone bone in farting on my head and filming it. Cunts, no respect.

Pungent stench played after us and it was cool to hang with those dudes again.

Some guys did ass shots with us after the show too, if you don’t know an ass shot is something we invented in Australia, it involves pouring beer down your naked ass and into someone elses mouth, in theory the alcohol sterilizes the ass as you drink, but you still have to be really drunk to do it.

We got footage of the dudes doing it out of my ass.

I haven’t spoken a word to Matt Rizzo for a few days now, it seems like he’s cool one minute when your helping him but then he gets a little tired and will turn on you… so he can get fucked from now on. Then it was off to marsielle, played at la korigan with some cool sludge kinda bands, eyehategod kinda stuff one was called super timor and the other was partners in crime. It was super timors first show. These guys hung out with us and made us feel welcome, good shit.

The gig itself was a bit of a shambles for us as we didn’t have the right cabs we were using tiny little combo things that we couldn’t hear, through a vocal p.a. that used some kind of digital 8 track recorder as a mixing desk.

Not exactly perfect but what can you do when there are fires all over the place and no one can get the gear in to us.

Got to meet Michael from seasons of mist and we scammed a copy of the new uncensored nattefrost cd, witch made tony happy as fuck and curby a little upset as he is sick of tony playing black metal in the van. He seemed like a really good no bullshit guy and im glad that we are dealing with them. After the show we went back to the promoter virgils house and drank some cask wine, well I didn’t I went to bed but tony did stay up and drink. I know this because curby made me wake him up so he could clean up the vommit. The vommit just missed curby who was sleeping in the bunk underneath tone bone. Matt has decided that the little tufts of hair in his “jew hawk” are not cutting it style wise and has decided to cut them off, I personally am a little disappointed with this as the style is just starting to catch on with the kids.

We are off to Italy right now with a long drive ahead of us… bored in the van.

Anyways after this great nights sleep it was time for a quick shower then we met up with everyone at about ten in morning and started the six hour drive to la ferriere.The trip was uneventful besides curby dening romain a piss stop… sort of amusing until he decided he was just going to piss in the van, so we stopped. The venue itself looked pretty rough from the back entrance but it turned out to be a really cool place, the owners were cool, they tried to give us cold beer in plentiful amounts and the other bands were really good to us. Before the gig we had some time to kill so we decided that matt should get a mohawk to amuse ourselves. Beltsy became a hairdresser and matt became the proud owner of the new school patented “jew hawk”tm., it’s a new style that blends traditional Jewish side style burns with the traditional punk mohawk, it may look a little silly now, but wait till all the kids have them…have a look at some of the live pictures and decide for yourself… it could be “the new do for you” tm.

We drove from Calais to Paris to do some sight seeing as we had a day off.

When we got out of the car I said to rob that him and matt rizzo were a little annoying in the car as they spent the whole time we drove drumming on my seat and screaming, it wasn’t really that bad but it was worth mentioning I thought.

Rob was cool and just laughed but Rizzo decided to turn it into his platform for airing his grievances against me.. in his mind because other people in the car played grindcore at full volume that meant I was a cunt and deserved it somehow. In his mind it was all related.

Fuck him.

Anyway after taking in the Eiffel tower and some other French shit we drove to the town of

“beauvais” as m-lo had some friends from his touring days with his old hardcore band no grace… they were all very cool and gave us a place to crash.

I stayed with “Vincent and Annalese”, along with curby and beltsy, the rest of the crew went to stay with crazy French dude, “romain”.

Someone from that house should explain what the fuck happened over there…

M-LO: Romain is a great friend of mine, he looked after me and the guys from No Grace when we toured there 2001, he is a crazy Frenchman and lived up to his reputation. He took Me, The Bone, Rizzo and Rob to his folks place where we swam naked in his indoor pool (very rare in that part of france, his dad is a builder and has made the place up wicked) there were four dudes pretty close together naked in a small pool…bit gay and certainly too gay for Tony who stayed away from the ball fest.

Up the stairs it was bottles of 1979 french wine thanks to romains dad’s celler that he showed us how he raids, and some champagne, I think Rizzo had a vacum shoved in his arse at one point , but I can’t remember too much…thanks to Romain my French Brother and his French hospitality.

Anyways back at the other house we went to bed… after about two minutes curby comes running out saying that mouse was in his room, and he couldn’t sleep there.Me and beltsy pissed ourselves and thought it was awesome that curby was scared of a mouse and now he doesn’t have a bed! Anyway We opened the door to see it and the fucking thing ran out to say hello, he was a friendly fucker. Since the mouse was out of his room curby was free to go to bed.Me and beltsy passed out very soon after. I woke up in the pitch black to the feel of that fucking mouse under my neck, the fucking thing was sleeping in front of a cat and under me!, The cat didn’t seem at all to perturbed by the fact that a rodent was in there, in fact the cat couldn’t looked more bored, anyway I grabbed the mouse and sort of threw it across the room, not to hurt it but just to get it away from me and the cat still didn’t care. I sat up for a while thinking that I didn’t want the fucking thing sleeping with me but eventually i had to crash as I was too fucking tired to stay up on rodent watch. In the moring i woke up to feeling something under my sleeping bag and ill be fucked if the fucker wasn’t under me, not squashed but dead as you can get. It must have suffocated. This must have been the dumbest mouse ever as I was sleeping next to a low open window about 5 foot wide! Im finding it hard to sleep on this tour, not because im not tired but something fucked up always seems to happen.

Once we left England for france it was on, we are all broke, or getting there rather quickly, another ferrie and then a nice stay at a hotel in Calais before we were up to drive all over fucking france to do a show at a place called mat’sa café in la ferriere.

Once we were in france the dvd label in Australia told me that the dvd’s had just been sent to London… two weeks late. Couldn’t have been more angry

As we are relying on merch to pay for some food costs and shit this sent me over the edge.

Then it was on to Manchester for the last show in England, and now that junky john is away let me tell you that he is insane, all he does is look for ways to get fucked up and cause himself damage, he is a cool guy but it is only a matter of time till he cripples himself or worse…fucking lunatic, but loveable.

I have no idea how he manages a label and shit like that.

Anyways back to the Manchester show, we played with Cephalic Carnage and Crowpath from Sweden , crow path were cool guys just starting their own tour, it was cool to see them, interesting stuff, I just wish we could have traded more stuff with them as they had some cool looking t shirts and shit check them out.

Our set was good but not the best we have done, no headlining this show, we didn’t fully have time to drink and get ready was we have for the last few shows.

Still had a lot of fun and I got a little naked. M- Los amp blew up at the begging of the last song, the crowd pleaser D.F.F. which pissed him off but the crowd didn’t mind and junky john and Beltsy ended up in some kind of sexual embrace, or possible just drunken john fell over and took beltsy out with him….great ending.

Cephalic as people were quite a surprise, they were full of praise for blood duster, to the point of scaring me, it was getting a little crazy, they were jamming some duster riffs during there soundcheck and playing some of them better than us.

On stage they were easily the most energetic band of the tour, jumping round like lunatics and forcing us to lift our game.

I never expected them to be into us… but why wouldn’t they? We are fucking awesome.ha.

good dudes, we did a lot of trading with them, all of us walking away with albums and hoodies and the like. Good shit.

Then it was off to paul’s apartment, paul had been putting us up in Manchester, it was fucking tiny but he somehow managed to fit the seven of us as well as junky john, two czech girls who liked to slap anyone at odd times really fucking hard… I had to tell one of them that I was going to punch them if they didn’t stop… I have no idea how that could be funny? Also there were a few others from johns label and such as well as paul himself. I woke up with I Love Jason drawn on my cock…massive cock…..i think it was Rizzo for he is the gayest member of the band.

All in a one bedroom apartment, cool as fuck guy. Love him.

John had bruised his leg so bad from all the slapping that it turned purple, he also insisted that we throw darts into his naked ass… he also pieced his cock with a blood duster badge and then jammed it through his ear which he then wore all night.

Fucking crazy drunken dude.

Also scammed a copy of the new gorerotted witch is pretty cool, no cockney vocals this time but still cool, I hope they make a million dollars from it.

Cheers to all the England crew.

So we turn up to to Birmingham for our first gig here, the weather is great and not a cloud in the sky, this is not how it is supposed to be, it is supposed to rainy and gloomy and shit.
It’s a Sunday night and we think its going to be pretty shit but it actually tuned out o.k.
Decent crowd and shit like that.
We met another Australian that is living here, cant remember his name to save my life but he offered up 10 quid as he knew how broke we were, I thought about taking it for a second… but didn’t.
Anyway we play with screaming demon again, there singer looks like rob halford… bad, I told them they should bust into screaming for vengeance during one of there songs.
He was talking about doing about doing a cover band, and he should.
Funny dudes.

We also played with detrimentum, thaoretony, and someone else that I cant remember the name of… they were all cool, and we had a good time, the venue owner was a fucking knobend though trying to get everyone out of the gig and shit.
After the show we partied on and got fucked up on fosters.
I think everyone assumes that that is what we drink as we are Australian and shit.
Anyway we got fucked up and watched fucked up dvds and shit most of the night.
I think someone drew pictures on my cock while I slept…

Tone bone stayed up all night trying to get some vagina. He didn’t.

We get to London at about 3:00pm and I am angry as fuck I want to kill the promoters and everyone, we have been put on earlier than we thought and we have to play with only black metal bands. normally I like black metal but this day I had just had enough of every ones shit and was looking to kill someone, in the end it turned out fine, the bands were actually really decent guys and treated us well, none of the usual shit that you have to deal with from some of these kinds of dudes. First on was Etherial then it was Bloody sign from France who were cool guys then it was our turn to play and it was awesome best night so far I think, good verbal crowd with lots of crazy shit going on, probably helped by the fact that there were tons of Australians in the crowd. Tony was diving into them and being thrown around like back home, he also got some action that night too, we filmed a bit and got a few photos of them fucking in curbys van, don’t know if he is too happy about us turning his family car into a fuck truck.

I think he will post a few of these photos so you can have a wank.

Anyways the other bands that night were Abgott straight after us and I didn’t get to see them as I was showering all the blood off, then it was Ancient who were the headliners from Norway, they had some strange stage shit going on, like the singer was dressed like a black metal jesus Christ… cool dudes though. I am just fucking glad that we did the show though as it made me feel tons better about the tour, you know a few shit shows and you start to get a little down on shit so this was right on time.

I didn’t help load the van last night as I was being a drunk rock star so I think I should help out a little more, curby seems pissed about it, oh well what can you do I had to let off a little steam.
Tonight we are playing in Birmingham the home of napalm death and black Sabbath, hope they turn up…

Tonebone… what up niggaz not much to say but last night was pretty fucking brudal
Lots of drugs, and a fucking crazy show… and l ate sum fine pussy and shot a load . fucking oath
Now we are of to catch me sum Birmingham babes ..oh yeah

Bristol eh? Friday night in Bristol what a fucking cunt of a night, first time we have ever had to play to so few people, this gig got me so down I was ready to fucking slit my wrists. Sold no merch at all I don’t think… this surely has to be some kind of record as the worst night ever.
Play with cool bands though, another night with Detrimentum they were fast and brutal as always, but again junky john is sitting near me so I wont say anything too nice about them.
Also on the bill were Shattered, Amputated and a band called screaming deamon who do a macabre type thing and they are pretty cool.
After the show john organized the best accommodation, this was in a university dorm which wouldn’t have been too bad but it wasn’t actually in

rooms, it was the kitchen, there was small piece of dirty carpet that we got to sleep on, with no sleeping bag cos I left mine at youngy’s house in london … I was close to snapping point and was contemplating fucking off home.
Bad night that continued through the next day and on to London.

Beltsy: The show was awesome, I couldn’t give a rats ass if there was no cunt there I still got to thrash out !!!

SCREAMIN´ DAEMON

Then we got to go through the “smuggle your selves through the border gaurds” act… no Miss… we are not playing any shows in England during our stay we are just visiting with friends. It all went o.k. though with no real trouble to report. The ferry from france to the white cliffs of dover was reasonably uneventful, but a relief to get out of curbys van for a little break. We all took turns using a normal toilet again…without the plate on the inside of the fucking thing. Beltsy: I would like to add that the plate is a fuckin awesome idea for a shitter, what better way to turd than with a dry dock? Perfect what more could you want? I blocked mine much to the disgust of the guy who went in after me and came out rather quickly. Fucking foreigners… Then it was off to London to stay with Youngy and Adam from pillow along with Adams wife EM and another Australian girl Mirium, they were the most gracious hosts allowing us to pretty much take over there house, using every facility they had. Good work lads innit. We looked around London for the day as adam took the day

off to play tour guide. Saw all the tourist shit… some tower….and old stuff… you know the kind of shit. I Don’t know why they don’t change big ben to digital. The next day it was off to Leeds, and I have to say my opinion of England has started to look up, I have only stayed in London before and have never really liked it, Leeds is a lot better more like home and tons cleaner. Still too fucking hot, this fucking joint is supposed to be colder… its fucking England after all. Played a show here with Detrimentum, Unhinged and Stigma, cool to play the show, although there was no free beer at the venue so it was hard to get into the show without the standard few relaxing beverages. Detrimentum were cool and the drummer, junky john is sitting next to me so I can’t say anything too nice, I’m sure you understand. This dude likes a fucking drink from what ive seen so far, witch would be cool if could get into it but at the price of beer and the fucking exchange rate I cant afford a fucking shandy let alone start to get my drink on in a kind of proper capacity. After the show we Drove to Manchester with Oasis blaring as the signs got closer. You know to get in the mood of Manchester and stuff, we also did a small detour to old Trafford or some such shit to see a football stadium for curby as he is a soccer fan apparently. I don’t get it… round ball and all that shit. It’s off to Bristol tonight and we hope to do another report in the next few days. Cheers for reading I have to go watch a dude shit on a shovel and smoke it…they watch some weird shit here first thing in the morning. Hello to everyone back home.

Then it was off to Belgium and a show in gent at the front line with Leng Tch´e and Isle Of Man. We showered after the show in buckets as there was no running water, not even in the toilets that were in the venue, I mean you pissed in front of everyone and shit next to drinkers.. there was door for the shitter though. The beer was warm, served in a warm bucket hardly the Belgium beers fest that I had heard. Good seeing the bands though and meeting all those dudes. Matt from Relapse turned up to this show as well with a peace offering between us and relapse. Didn’t really know what to make of that. I guess we can figure out that shit when we get home. After the show tone bone was picking up the chicks from the nightclub next door to the show and seemed to be doing all right until we dragged him back to the van. Back at the hotel we met up with dungeon, who had just finished up there Megadeth tour supports and were playing at the same place as us the next night. Good to hear some Australian accents.

The next show was in Weert, in the afternoon, best venue so far.
the line up was with MATKA TERESA, SUPPOSITORY, INHUME… apparently megadeth had played there only a few weeks earlier if that gives you some kind of indication of the size of the place and the style of venue that it was.
The band suppository rehearse there and have a cool room attached to the venue.
The band suppository share members of leng tche namely, Boris the singer, he reminds me of Tony bone with his bald head and crazy stage shit… cool guy.
All the bands were actually.

After the show we went out to a café, it was good to see the bone in his element smoking joints in style.

Then it was off to Hoogeveen in Holland to play with Rompeprop, Blood Bastard and Cerebral Tumor this was another cool show and it was cool to hang out with these bands. The venue was the biggest we had played so far, and it was kind of strange treat we had to play after another band that did the whole blood thing but it was really cool to meet and hang out with Rompeprop. Good dudes check them out if you haven’t already.
I think there are some photos and shit on the website somewhere.

After the show we went back to Ronny´s house for a party, he was a good dude cooking up chips and serving up beer after beer, handing out free records and generally being a cool guy all night long… well that is until robs valium supply knocked him out mid conversation.
Cool dude good party.

I heard from him a few days later and I think he is going to try and get to the Italy show as well just to hang for a little while, I guess he must have liked it.

Tonebone : righty oh the time in Holland was madness , hot sluts everywhere you looked pretty much my neck is starting cramp from all the perving and fuck it still no action but anywayz the show was brutal ronny is a mad man he scored me coke for 50 euro awesome lines all night, those rompeprop dudes are fucking brudal as fuk .
there was so much choof it was a dream come true and by the time we got to ronnys joint l was fucked up cant remember if l slept but must have… somewhere .
top fucking night.

Then it was off to Jena in Germany, where we played with Skrupel and the mighty Sanitys Dawn, this show looked like a dungeon and had a really cool vibe, I was drunk as hell and being a real fuck up cutting my feet when tony smashed a bottle on the stage, in my drunken naked state I didn’t really feel it too much but it hurt for a few days afterwards.
I think this was probably the best show of the tour, maybe not in regards to our playing but in terms of people, vibe and shit, hands down the best.

Tonebone; so far the shows are sick as but there is a lack of chicks and too many hippy metalheads. though all the bitches everywhere are fucking hot , so far at any show I’ve had my peepers on chicks that are hooked up so , this don’t mean da- bone don’t fuk wit them. I’m sleazy man yes .

Curbmerchandise of Curby

The drive to to Wurzburg (Germany) from Prague took about four or five hours and in that time we all got to know Curby a little better, you know by calling him names and making fun of his crazy czech accent.
Myself and beltsy cannot stop doing impersonations of his voice, so if you see us and we start busting into “sure this is perfect” or “what do you want come on lets go no time” this is all part of hanging out with curby… the crazy Czech.

The show itself took place at the Immerhin, the building itself looked like it was part of a school or something and seemed to be run by volunteers or something to that effect.
The room was really small but had a good vibe to it.
We played with: UPRISING and PROVOCATION

Klídek před vystoupením

Tonebone : time to talk drugs and stuff , rizzo, robwog and l are pretty much the addicts on tour so far the wurzburg show we were up till 6am poppin vals and snorting them with tequila shots and we topped a bottle of jagermeister we all passed out in the venue. Fucking broooooodal yo.

Hey there peoples, Jason from blood duster here with some tour reports for you.
The others will interject at various points through this rant to fill in gaps or elaborate when they feel it is needed.

We started off all this euro tour nonsense by taking a fucked up 32 hour flight to the Czech republic to meet with our tour organizer and all around good guy grindcore fanatic Curby

Well so anyways after the shittest flights I and the rest of the boys have ever had to endure we finally get to the airport and we are picked up and taken to what looks like some kind of concentration camp, by a guy called Thomas, or weird beard as we took to calling him.
Curby doesn’t meet with us for a few days so we just hang around Prague getting drunk on the cheap as fuck beers and looking around the city.
Another guy involved with obscene is a guy called Thomas… no not the one mentioned a second ago another one, he took us all out for dinner on one of those first nights.
The next day we will meet up with curby.

Beltsy: The flight wouldn’t have been so bad if I didn’t have to sit next to rob wog and his insane ass, he really had everyone in about a 4 row radius angry, except for 1 Scottish chick who seemed to love the stink of it all.

After Curby is finished doing some label stuff we meet up with him and begin our European tour by loading tons of merch into the tour van and trailer.