| BIOLOGY OF A TWEEKER |
| Ever wondered who that guy Billy "the chimey" Keaton was on the liner notes of the Cattle Decapitation albums? Tweeker Thief caught up with the band at a recent gig and had some questions for vocalist Travis Ryan regarding his inspiration on the lyrics, his connection to the band and just who is this guy? Little did we know, this one man would be the catalyst for this website... T.T.: So, who is Billy "the chimey" Keaton as listed on your lyric sheet as being an inspiration? Exactly how much inspiration did he have? T.R.: I was wondering if anyone would ever ask that. Fuck that guy. He's this guy that I was friends with for years. I mean, it was like we were brothers. I always felt bad for him cause he didn't have much. He was really fun to hang around and I introduced him to alot of people. Most people were either really fond of him or really scared of him. He had this total death metal demeanor. He always had to show how "brutal" he was. I mean, he was a real character.He had his own language practically. For example, instead of saying contortions, he'd say "contortments". Everything had 'ments' on the end. Spurtments. SHit like that. He always wrote satanic/gore/porn lyrics. When I met him, he was alone, tweeking in a parking lot yelling out Deicide lyrics. He stopped, looked at me, and I finished off the lyrics in a death metal voice. He thought he was the only one in Escondido that liked death metal. So when he heard that from me, he felt he had to meet me. Turns out we knew alot of the same people. He told me about his love for Deicide and Satan. He is a satanist, supposedly, but he's really just a big baby that never had shit to do with the lyrics. I put that in there cause me and him used to write lyrics together. I kept all my parts and scrapped his cause they SUCKED. T.T.: Yeah, but what happened to make you hate him so? T.R.: Last year after he got out of jail, I let him stay at my place. I lived under his mom, so we talked about him alot while he was in. She loved me cause I was a good influence. I let him stay for a long time. A few months. Turns out, I'm at fucking Music Trader(a local used CD store) where I used to work, and I see this Masonna CD that I have. It's really hard to find and when you do, even the cost on it is $16, so stores sell it for like $19.99. I thought to myself, "wait a minute...nobody in goddamn ESCONDIDO is going to have a fuckin' Masonna CD...this has to be mine..." I had them scan it, knowing perfectly well the only person it could be. I thought for a minute it might be another friend, but no way.... They looked through their paperwork and low-and-behold....there it is. That bastards stupid ass grin staring back at me. Next to his ID pic, there was a bunch of CD's that he had stolen from me. A Ravi Shankar boxset, a Derek Bailey CD, Masonna, Dead Infection, DR.Octagon special packaging CD....I couldn't believe it. I was hurt. I wasn't embarrassed. I didn't cry. I didn't laugh. I just thought, "who do you trust?" T.T.: Wow, that's fucked. So what did you do? T.R.: I just had them go through all the paperwork and see if there was more. They found about 4 other times. Never totalling over $50. Always totalling over $200 as far as what they were worth. So I told all my friends. My friend Nathan saw him on the street. He told Billy that I had found out what he'd done. All he had to say was "Man, he must have freaked when he saw the heaps of carnage I had been taking from him. Brother, I've been doing it for a while. Fuck that pussy. You tell him I'm going to kick his ass." To want to kick someone's ass only because they exposed you is completely childish and sent me back straight to middle school. I will never ever relive that shit, and I'm not going to start doing it with some tweek that steals from his "friends". Man, some of those(payouts) go back to '99! The fuck was stealing from me years ago! I have a gigantic music collection and I didn't even realize the shit was missing. There's other shit missing too. I still find shit missing to this day. I;m sure he had a friend sell shit too. I mean, I opened up my house, my livelihood, everything to that guy. Me and my girlfriend had to go to her house to have alone time, cause that bastard was always spending the night. I guess I'm just gullible. T.T.: Not even man. You had no idea right? And like you said, who do you trust? If you can't trust your friends, who can you trust? T.R.: Exactly! T.T.: Man, fuck this....I'm pissed. Mind if I use your story for a website idea? T.R.: Sure man...have at it. Expose that fuck. T.T.: Don't mind if I do.... |
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