Album Notes

In the beginning, there was the Big Fuckin Skull.

When or where It came from is unknowable and doesn't matter, but it was no doubt a really mean and shitty time and place. You know; the kind of time and place capable of producing a killer skull the size of Texas, filled with fuckin hatred. That kind of time, that kind of place. And that kind of skull.

At the dawn of human history, The Skull came to Earth, and made the planet Its own.

Then It had to go to some other place way across the universe and in another dimension to take over a bunch of other places.

To ensure that Earth stayed under Its control in Its absence, the Big Fuckin Skull organized squads of really tough skulls into platoons of six, and charged them with maintaining Its reign of blood and terror.

Over the history of Earth, new groups of skulls were formed, and old ones were destroyed in bloody fuckin battles.

As the eons rolled on and the Big Fuckin Skull did not return, some skulls began to work toward a new goal. In addition to maintaining the BFS' control over Earth and satisfying their impulses for violence, warfare, and destruction, they strove to find the Big Fuckin Skull, and get It to return to Earth.

One such group of skulls formed a rock and roll band.

Rafe Torso, Fuck, Kyle McKyle, Jesus Bruce, J.T. Sunshine, and Sloan Royal eventually became the Big Fuckin Skull's mightiest and most vicious team of mercenaries, as well as the best fuckin band in the history of music.