I’ve stopped thinking about making music – at least for the moment. Instead I’m trying to convert everything Rock’n'Roll that’s left in me into words a.k.a. writing. Or will fail miserably and become a janitor.

Therefore I’m really thrilled when a band of friends of mine is going through the roof, while raising the horns high. In this case I’m talking about Killtribe, brainchild of my long-time brother in arms, axe-wielding Malik (of Sore Seven Reflex and Barracuda fame). He has joined forces with his shouter from Hell, Thomas (slaying it with 10 Fold B-Low and Trick or Treat before), Max Widdra on bass (who used to shred with Unblest) and completed the gang with Wunderkinder Max Sonntag on drums and Hendrik Kröger on the second axe. And as Malik is a declared admirer of happy and cheerfull bands such as Meshugga, you can guess what type of sound this wild bunch plays. It’s heavy as a truck full of bricks. Or beer-cases, for that matter. Here’s a taste:

And as I know that Malik is still a believer in banners on websites, please click here to make him happy:

You can of course follow them on Twitter or become a fan on Facebook. Even when you live in Japan or the States.