In June of 2007, the shred-shit duo, Parker Clark and Chaz "Chester the Molester" Ginest were getting sick and tired of their ever-long journey to find the most bad-ass rhythm section to accompany and complete their rock-n-roll fantasy. Parker soon realized that he had already known one of the most rugged, funky-fresh, and well endowed bass players to stagger the streets of Denver. His name was none other than the legendary, Ralex "Bunyan" Wynn, with his mighty big blue ox by his side. Many h...
In June of 2007, the shred-shit duo, Parker Clark and Chaz "Chester the Molester" Ginest were getting sick and tired of their ever-long journey to find the most bad-ass rhythm section to accompany and complete their rock-n-roll fantasy. Parker soon realized that he had already known one of the most rugged, funky-fresh, and well endowed bass players to stagger the streets of Denver. His name was none other than the legendary, Ralex "Bunyan" Wynn, with his mighty big blue ox by his side. Many hours and hundreds of sexual favors later, Ralex Wynn said goodbye to Babe, his big blue ox, and decided to saddle-up with Parker and Chaz and ride their steeds to musical victory. The three s.o.b.'s knew that there was only one missing ingredient left to complete their "eargasm" concoction. They needed a stick-slaying, skin-ripping, "more fuck for your buck," all-mighty "keeper of the beat" kind of drum-lord. So once again they set sail on a long and grueling voyage. After many moons, once again the smoke-cleared from Parker's bong, I mean from his mind, and he had remembered that long ago in the winter of 2004 he had in fact already met a stick-slaying, baby-eating drum-lord in the bathroom of a taco bell in Golden, Colorado. Now they were truly determined to find this drum-bag. After swimming oceans, climbing mountains, and crawling through deserts, the trio realized maybe it would be easier to look him up on myspace. With the grace of satan, thankfully they found him, and his name was revealed to be Joe "twelve-toe" Kadingo. Old twelve-toe Joe actually did have twelve toes, thus giving him the power to perform his double-bass faster than any human on the planet. Finally the ear-gasm quartet that Parker and Chaz set out to find, had been found, and every member of this new group has the same dream in mind. They continue to set forth on an outta-controllin', face-melting, skull-crushing, baby-eating, sweater-knitting voyage to fulfill their rock-n-roll fantasy. And they called themselves, THE OUTTA CONTROLLERS.....
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