I should have told you, but you're doctor said it was going to give you heartattack

Comrades of the Suckie Army,

I've been on travel through out Europe. I visted distances shores, London, Erembodegem, Aalst maar dan langs andere kant van de kerk. It's only a matter of time that Y.O.U. S.U.C.K. will arise from it is ashes and that before we ever were ashes. Copperfield ain't got plastic diaries on us!

Now let's introduce another member of the band,

Johny Viola.

I've met them on my journey's through Europe, which is reasonably odd, because he said he was black and he was from Africa. That impossed one did he want to have sex with me? and two I don't see colour. Not that I'm colourblind, I have evolved around colour. But due to the fact he want to have sex with me but only if we were in a stable relationship from more than five months with regular dating and other formalities as described in his contract, I trusted him to be black.
That is all from now I get a mail

Just letting you know

We will destroy music and perhaps ourselves along the route.

Hidihop. Let's go...

memories of Randy

Howdie Partner,

you might not be waiting for this but I'm going to start with the key-figure in the band. ME. ME. ME. Yes, my dear haters it is my favourite subject so where do we begin.

19..
I was born. I can't prove it. But being here and writting this down does prove something. So let's just accept the fact that I was born.

My biologic father is Andy Warhol. He surely is. If I can prove you I was born I can convince you that. My biologic mother is Canadian activists who liked to dress up on tuesdays as a unicorn. I don't know why it is this way, but I'm sure it is this way.

I was dropped in Belgium, because my memories are kicking in. I studied rules of verse and fine arts. Then ate some cookies. Now something else just happend. And then I knew I was going to change the world with something. I wasn't aware what is going to be or how it was going to be until I...

First Memo

Dear Army of SUCKIES,

we would like to announce today, that Johny Viola and I (R.W) have written five songs now. With titles as Tits & Frutella, The Golden Crook, Dancing queen and so on. We are eager to have six, because it is more than five, but even more important less than seven.

Talking about the future, in a little while you can find a very detailed biography of each memember of the band. Now I'm not telling you when and but I'm telling you where:

Here.

That is all for now young ones.


This was Randy Warhol speaking.
Over and Out

HELL-o

This is the end of music as we know it.



Randy Warhol and the Y.O.U. S.U.C.K. committee