About three years ago there was an idea planted in the head of a natural born psycho. This idea began to spread like the legs of a Déjà Vu Stripper. Why isn’t there a band out there that does covers of metal classics and some rarities that really kicks major ass? Well, three years later, the world is still looking for that answer. But…On the dark horizon where good meets evil, lurks 8Ball Chaos.

It has been a long, hard road for the boys from Chaos. It wasn’t always about metal, drinking, sluts, and methamphetamines. Well, it was always about drinking but the rest came later. You see, a long time ago in a galaxy called Las Vegas, there lived a former prostitute named Debbie S. LeCroix. Just in case you were wondering, yes she was Jewish. At any rate, Debbie was feeling down on her luck and decided to rent out her extra rooms of her spacious trailer to a couple of guys from Vegas trying to make it big in the porn industry.

Through the generosity of Miss DSL, the boys made their way onto the scene without realizing what they were getting themselves into. After numerous filming accidents and a lawsuit filled by the fine people at the Keebler Corporation, the boys decided to become the only thing that talentless, penniless, useless dregs of society can be…musicians.

This road seemed paved with gold for the boys. They formed the band “Crotch Rot” and began touring the local retirement homes as an acoustic duo. The success of their band led to the recording of their first album “Has Anyone Seen My Underpants,” which received lukewarm responses from both radio and funeral directors. After a brief stint in rehab, the boys decided that they needed a new direction. Their new band, “Goiter”, took a new approach to the music scene, blending the raw sounds of the flugelhorn with the sharp, sleek, and edgy sound of the electric harmonica. Surprisingly, this band failed worse then the first.

The best attempt for the boys of Chaos came when they teamed up with the drummer from “Slick Willy’s Privates” and the former guitarist for “Mr. Roger’s Sphincter.” Together, they formed the lethally noteworthy band called “Arm Pit Stench.” I am sure you have all heard that theme song from Rocky called “Eye of the Tiger”. They didn’t write that but they all enjoyed it once or twice. The beginning of the end for Arm Pit came when the drummer burned himself in a freak lawn dart accident. Not able to play anymore, Arm Pit was crippled by the cancellation of three months worth of dates on their rigorous tour of Guatemalan Carpeteria’s. Eventually the guitar player quit and they were back to a duo

And then…three years ago. The formation of the ultimate band. 8Ball Chaos rose from the ashes to put a whole new spin on the music scene and become Intergalactic Superstars. Their brilliant songwriting can be compared to that of Dylan, Simon, or Hendrix…the three members of “Jondis” Mike Dylan, Pete Simon, and Billy Hendrix. Their legend will live on even when they are gone. For without Chaos, nothing will ever be the same again.