Bands With Pans: Small Black
- Juan shows off the ‘bella, Jeff the salad, Ryan the grilled veggies and table the chicken.
Now it’s definitely raining. We head inside to continue shit-shooting and brew-chugging.
Somehow—while I was busy peeing out one of my 17 patio beers—the conversation and YouTube clips shift from the ET-esque (Juan: “The Grays abduct people just for research. …They mutilate cattle and stuff.”) to Slipknot. A 2012 performance in Wisconsin plays on the Juan’s laptop. One band member in a clown mask starts simulating jerk-off with a Roman candle. On stage The crowd obviously goes batshit.
Josh: “That’s scarring, man. I’m scarred.”
Juan: “It’s like an evening of Saw. Saw-inspired entertainment. …We’re doing the wrong shit.”
Ryan: “We don’t talk about Hell, or ‘taking motherfuckers home.'”
Juan: “I wish our audience was a little more like Slipknot’s audience.”
Ryan: “[We need] a little more pyro… like a waterfall of fire.”