In a galaxy far, far away and in a time when musicians were too musically savvy, there sat a boy named Maximus. Not yet aware of his 'Redeye' mind tricks, he continued to play for crack rehabilitation centers and retirement homes throughout the land. He lie in bed awake one chilled night. Whispers from above were telling him to use 'The Source'. Not being familiar with black music, Maximus couldn't relate to such a magazine. A tiny figure fell out from the sky-lark above and sat on Maximus' bedpost. This was no figure, he was a ho' slappin, booty bangin' pimp of a lord named Yo-duh. Yo-duh familiarized Maximus with black music by showing him 'The Source'. This young Redeye absorbed so much information that he stopped eating mayonnaise, wore a hair pick and renamed himself Jeffro later shortened to Jeff. Jeff amazed everyone with his miraculous talent to perform musically and sexually. Awing girls from one galaxy to the next until one day he met his match, Jowanna the Slut. Jeff wanted no part of this sloppy villain. A young city dweller by the name of Skip came to Jeff's rescue. Skip used the power of bass effects to scare the horrid beast away. Collectively, they made beautiful music and performed at local taverns and guilds. Familiarizing himself with 'The Source', Skip wore pants that didn't hug his nut bag, he stopped combing his hair, enjoyed chicken and was dubbed the name Mike. He wanted the name Malik, but Yo-duh wasn't that proud of this young prodigy. While playing the circuit, Jeff and Mike ran into Yo-duh once again. Yo-duh warned them that the villagers were restless and in need of fresh ideas. Their music was growing tiresome and they ran out of corny pop punk progressions. They needed inspiration. Alas they met Mike E., who was named after the famous kid in those Life cereal commercials. Yo-duh informed Jeff and Mike of his def drum knocks and nappy stick stylin' head of brill-o. The threesome went into this taco stand and knocked them dead, literally. Jeff lit Mike E.'s hair on fire (since they were low on pyrotechnic funds) burning the joint down. 'Mike E. liked it' and is fine now, but his hair grows in straight still to this day. The three landed themselves in prison, knocking dead 5000 plus citizens. It was time to break out, make music and spread their love. The universe-famous escape artist was sharing a cell with the boys and he was made available...He goes by the name Skott. This lock pickin', pain stricken, ball kickin' man with a 1000 keys and a 100 teeth wanted out as well. With just his guitar pick and a used condom, Skott broke the three out of prison life and back into the public. Skott enjoyed the company of the three un-wise men so much that he decided to jeopardize his position as waste management coordinator, join the federation and rock this God-for-saken globe! All four boogie knights, young, dumb and full of funk, hopped into Skott's flying garbage truck and set sail for an adventure of a lifetime naming themselves... Galactic Disco!!!
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