Album Notes

It all started at a backyard Brooklyn barbecue...

Keiko was looking for a guitarist; Dan for free food.
Keiko: "Do you have a band"?
Dan: "Not really"
Keiko: "Why not? Are you lame, or just lazy"?

After that magical introduction, the two began setting Keiko's surreal poetry to Dan's whacked out guitar playing.
With the addition of two music freaks, Pat and Eric,
Wasabi Devils were born. A debut CD soon followed, which sounded like
if Syd Barrett was born a Japanese chick, and slipped Led Zeppelin a mickey.

Now, packin' the Rock Action in 2003, Wasabi Devils return with their second CD, Was a biD evils.
Recorded in full analog, Was a biD evils captures the essence of their
live shows - kick ass drums, rumbling bass, sick guitar, and cool lyrics sung by a cool chick. What the hell else would you want? Free booze?
Go start your own band.

Yes you can have it all. These seemingly simple ditties reveal a non-pretentious, playful complexity once you dig below the surface. And they're short. An epic spans four minutes. Highlights include "Your Voice" (the seedling of a garage rock anthem forced to defend itself against a slicing and dicing drumming invader from within), "The Rest Of The World" (a rockin' boogie workout meditation on eternal youth and the inherent problems of relativity), "Indian Summer" (a grimy junkyard stomper that has no concern for your feelings at all), and "I Met a Man Who Doesn't Clean Up" (a love song in the age-old, traditional vein of "Hot For Teacher").

Check it out. It's cheap, it's fun, it rocks, and it won't put your eye out.

They say that some people march to a different drummer, yeah well, he's in Wasabi Devils