DADS WITH NO FACE
The defining force behind the true meaning of sc music. at the beginning of 1992 blaise kolodychuk was in the band "original deficiency" with andrea gammon, barrett pedersen, and julie kirsch. terry ramsay was in the band "neighbourhood threat", both being fed up with the directions these groups were going the decided to get back together and start "dads with no face". with terry on drums and blaise on guitar they started practicing all the time, coming up with some of the classic songs within the first week, (leather boy, n.u.l., bag, ect.) in a few months the had the first dads party at terry's place, every thing went fantastic and they continued having shows every few weeks, eventually moving to blaise's basement (blasterd bean's center for performing arts). more and more people were coming to the shows and dads shows were more fun than ever, some times having paul whittington come up to sing a couple of his classics. after a particularly terrible show in november of 1983, the concept for "life sucks" was created, eventually spawning three tapes. this was around the time of "beagle fest one" which was nothing more than a two week drinking binge at their friend, josh beagle's house, dads played extensively and smoked a lot of lettus and cherry skol. things were going well for dads, and in january of 1994 blaise and terry camehome to find scott johns in their basement, playing blaise's guitar, they didn't know scott, but liked what he was playing so they decided to invite him into the band. with his wild feedback driven leads some of the old dads fans weren't coming around as much as they used to, however scott brought a whole new group of people into the cult of dwnf because of the noise. they continued to practice on the new sound, but the attendance started going down. terry was eventually sick of playing for only a few people and didn't show up for a show in july of 1994. pissed off by this, scott and blaise went out looking for a new drummer. and while playing acoustic guitars on the side of the street, a girl popped her head out of the window of her house and gave them a dollar for their troubles, scott apparently knew her from junior high school and blaise asked her to play drums for them. and not ever playing drums before teri dennis agreed. dads only played one show in this line up before terry ramsay wanted back in. teri dennis stayed as well and terry was on bass. dads was now a four piece and were the loudest thing any one has ever heard. time went on, playing every weekend, and the parties were getting more of a place for the kids to go and get high on the weekend than anything else. terry was sick of the bass and wanted back on drums, and nobody knew what to say to teri dennis about it. so they decided not to say anything. the show on february 18 1995, teri was told that terry was going to play drums because it was his birthday and it was his gift. she agreed and came to the show as a spectator. that was to be the last ever recorded dads show, it was spectacular every body played their best, paul was there to sing and do lights and teri did come up and play drums for a few songs. at the end of the show was the 25 minute long song "ballad of the recently cauterized whale" at the end of which scott smashed his guitar into two pieces and nailed them to the wall. the last dads show was played with out teri dennis and half the audience walked out as a protest, that night dads with no face was officially over.
album list
due to the nature of the band all the dwnf albums were either live, or compilations including live songs.
dads with no face sept. 17 1993
life sucks (1993)
live sucks (jan 7 1994)
no toes live -tape one
feb. 6 1994
no toes live -tape two
feb. 6 1994
lotion e.p.
simple mind bootleg
may 22 1994
leroy's in the bucket
aug 6 1994
life sucks too (1994)
semi unplugged
nov 25 1994(*oct 29 1994)
the crucifixion of fluffy live feb 18 1995
dads with no face
bag 1992 - 1995 tape one
dads with no face
bag 1992 - 1995 tape two
life sucks
1997 re-issue with different versions of original songs
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