What began as a drunken mess of an Internet radio show has become the alcohol-fueled comedy metal group Big Stall.
We sing and scream over soundscapes of crushing guitars, obnoxious keyboards, and gratuitous sound effects. We’re unable to write anything of emotional depth or value, and our lyrics devolve into obnoxious wordplay and crass absurdity.
In accordance with Metal’s Law, we are required to inform you that Big Stall have moved in next door. Watch your asses, kids!
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“We don’t expect you to love us. But we’ll force our love on you… that’s what our songs are about.”
-Bruce Force
“I did shrooms to Big Stall just this past weekend, you may or may not be suprised that it syncs up quite well with Scott Pilgrim vs The World.”
-Mario“Your show is gay and you are obsessed with feces.”
-John’s mom“I assume all your albums include at least 30% ass-rape content.”
-Adam“God, I’m lonely.”
-John Stall
Big Stall is:
- John Stall (vocals, keyboards, guitars, bass, drums, programming)
- Dick Elsewhere (guitars, keyboards, vocals)
- Bruce Force (vocals)
- Rusty Trombeau (vocals, guitars)
- Dick van Tricky (drums)
Idiots