Strangle me with power cords.

Brutal last 10 or so days of shows. Don’t ever take for granted anyone that performs a shit ton, whatever it is they are doing. Your sleep is wrecked. Your eating is wrecked. Your energy levels are wrecked. Your pocket-book is wrecked. Your social life is wrecked. The having to be ready to play is constant upkeep, full-time maintenance and full time turning off your head. This is by far one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do and pulling this off at 46 is no fucking easy task. Fuck, eat, drink, shit, die & sleep.

“My only relief is to sleep. When I’m sleeping, I’m not sad, I’m not angry, I’m not lonely, I’m nothing.” -Jillian Medoff, Hunger Point.


A portrait bruised just like you.

Was a great last set of shows we did across Texas with C.O.F.F.I.N. from Australia in 2016. Lots of miles, lots of booze and lots of drunk chatter. You may wait all of your life to find some of these high speed moments, but I am totally flattered that I get to experience them much more often than others.

It’s a ton of sweat and work to keep doing this as hard as we do but at this place where I am, I would not have it any other way. It’s all I have, and if it destroys me then that’s just what’s in the cards.

Thanks for all the support, the laughs and the good times.

Scott // Worm Suicide & The Devil Club

110 in 15.


Worm Suicide 2016 by Dave Prewitt /

It’s been a year plus since I’ve sat here, and it reminds me of how an old jar of pennies smells like blood.

I’ve performed at least if not over 110 punk shows in the last 15 months. I’ve learned how to gear up for on and off stage in about 3 minutes. I can juggle standing in leg braces, playing guitar, singing and wrangling a pint glass of beer to my face with 90% success (so far). I’ve ridden hundreds of miles if not thousands, in a tour van next to a 6 x 3 foot window constructed entirely of shattered glass, cardboard and grey duct tape. I’ve vomited several times in my lap after shows, I’ve also vomited out said van door in an uncontrollable bellowing spill of how “this is what punk rock is, about, and should always be”.

I’ve had copious amounts of alcohol thrown at me, on me, and all over my equipment. I’ve played with numerous acts that if told I’d have gotten to share the stage with 15 years ago, I’d say you were bat shit crazy. I’ve been felt on by women after shows that I knew I’d never see again. I’ve falling in an out of lust more times than surgeries I’ve had – and in relation to, directly or indirectly, I have fallen drunk off the curb into the street at 2:30am on a cold New Years eve in South Texas. I’ve drunk more shots of poor whiskey on stage than that were good for me. I have taken photos with fans in places and wondered “why in the hell are they taking a selfie with me, I smell like ass”. I’ve played arenas. I’ve played house parties. I’ve played on a floor of a bar that slung more meth than Walter White. I’ve been offered every illicit substance on the planet in a bathroom complete with a half-inch of standing water, or piss or a mixture of both. I’ve slept in places, on things that 45-year-old bones shouldn’t be sleeping on.


Worm Suicide 2016 by Dave Prewitt /

I’ve been mad at my band mates. I have also known they are the maddest thing for me. I’ve almost collapsed from stage heat, lights, physical exhaustion and a combination of alcohol poisoning. I’ve played sick with the shits, hung over with the shits, with mexican food shits and probably other shits just related to damage to my body over the years. I’ve learned how to find that energy to play one more song when you knew your set was done two songs ago. I’ve gotten to experience the feeling of one person coming up to the stage and saying “man that was great!”, and knowing that even though you weren’t getting paid enough that night, it was well enough now to have gotten to play.

I’m lucky. I’m beat up. I have dreams of kissing old girlfriends at times. I miss a lot of things. I have to scream because it’s all I have. This is probably only half of what I thought to write about. Probably the other half I forgot, or drank, or drowned out, or drowned in.

I think it’s too much for some. And a lot won’t get it. And a lot may get it years after it’s all done. And I guess at that time, then it will be enough.

The Artists Were Present

Scott Free & Old Man

I got to sit in on the Old Man & Bitter Girl Podcast this past weekend to talk about the new record ‘Control’, the old record ‘Bad Girlfriend Red’ and some of the very interesting art expressing trials of Marina Abramović.

Check out the OMBG Podcast every week at and also if you are in the Victoria Texas area you can hear their syndicated airing of the episode Sundays on 100.9FM at 11PM Central.


The Great Art Scare 2013

The Great Art Scare 2013

Solaris Themed Layout for The Great Art Scare 2013 Show

I will be doing an acoustic set at the Great Art Scare in Victoria Texas Nov 16th. I will also have some of these numbered 11×17 prints with the evenings lineup of artists and musicians on them – so stop by my exhibit table and check them out.


The Mr. Producer Show / March 16

The Mr. Producer Show - March 16,2013

This saturday I will be live on The Mr. Producer Show talking some music, and about my latest CD/short story book Bad Girlfriend Red. You can listen live at their website at 9PM CST and also stream their broadcasts on Stitcher and iTunes.

The Mr. Producer Show (out of Indiana) runs 2 hours every weekend on saturday where they interview various indie musicians and air their music. Should be a fun time with these guys so check it out!

If you miss the program, I will have the links of the show up and running at the bottom of this post next week.

It was a blast doing The Mr. Producer Show this last saturday – I want to thank them for having me on! You can hear the podcast from this weekend over here on their site, check it out!

Staple 2013 : How many times did I say the word “kill”? A lot.

Staple2013 - Tim Danger & Me

Austin Texas – Staple Independent Media Expo 2013 – Tim Danger & Me

Had a great time at the Staple Indie Media Expo this past weekend. Enjoyed talking to all of the attendees that came by the booth, listened to my music, picked up a CD or gave me a wandering stare as I repeatedly used the words “murder”, “stalk” & “kill” in discussing my latest mixed media endeavor “Bad Girlfriend Red“.

Big shout outs to my table neighbors Old Man & Bitter Girl Podcast (Tim Danger, Allynn Garcia & Brea Guettner) for allowing me to share some space with them and also to illustrator Kim Scoulios (author of Nancy Nebula) and her husband Nik for providing great conversation and lunch trips from Wendy’s (artists gotta eat!).

I am sure you will see some of us again at Staple 2014 next year.