Derek - Drums/Scream

Derek - Drums/Scream

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Hi my names derek bloom, I was born and raised in a sleepy suberb outside of los angeles called south pasadena. I went to school out there through highschool at which point I moved across the country to orlando florida to go to college. As far as this band is concerned, this is the place where everything started. A year or so flew by with school and other musical and non musical projects eating up the majority of my time. I slept little, smoked carton by carton of cigarettes, and challenged every record store in town for vinyl I eventually found on ebay. I lived with a 6 and a half foot tall schizophrenic mexican indian from chicago who was really into del the funky homosapien, and a girl from south florida who's underwear usually ended up in the other guys closet, and not mind you, by any kind of consentual sexual contact. Anyways, two failed classes by both of my roommates and a restraining order later, I moved out of that apartment and into a one bedroom, where I spent the majority of my time listening to black metal and eating taco bell almost religiously. The other two went back to where they came from. I met matt on a messageboard looking for a guitarist to play with this metal band I was trying to put together. Him, travis, travis' ex wife, pug and two kittens were living in a one bedroom about a block away from mine. We hung out a lot and started the color of violence with fftls old bassist joey, and old tour manager chad, who also spent extensive amounts of time at that apartment. 2 months after I graduated school I moved in with them, 6 people in a one bedroom apartment, none of whom had jobs. Needless to say everyone put themselves out to make ends meet. I joined from first to last after the first color of violence tour, in the winter of 2003, where me and matt were almost sideswiped by a greyhound in the most brutal snowstorm I've ever seen. Total bonding experience, driving through a blizzard on a closed down highway in virginia, listening to cradle of filth the whole time. That pretty much sums up my journey towards the backseat of the bus that I'm in now. I have my feet up on the seat, my puppy is in the crate with travis' puppy, and were about to go in for sound check in a few minutes. There's a lot of things I left out, and I'm sorry about that, but for those, you just kind of had to be there. Derek Duh duh daah