Tar Filled Lungs was one of the hottest hardcore bands of the late nineteen hundreds. Formed by front man Big Cheese (Curran
McQuillan) and lead guitarist John "Ratman" Ratelle, the band started in Ratman's basement playing covers of bands like Nirvana and
Nofx. The band eventually went on to playing there own stuff that was descibed as bold and controversial. Because of the great burglary at the rat hole in '97 all recordings of this music are probably at some thief hang-out. Tar Filled Lungs was one of the first opening acts of
Morris (back then known as Small Minds). Together the two bands gained popularity, but right when Tar Filled Lungs was about to
headline their own tour trouble started. An incident involving an Asian love triangle created conflict amongst the members of the band. On
top of that the band was also being torn apart by their compulsive gambling. After a month of bickering the band finally broke up.
After the band broke up Big cheese went on to become the roadie for Morris, and then eventually part time manager for the band.
After a year of working with Morris he quit to do some more song writing of his own. Currently Big Cheese is working on a whole new set
list for the big return of Tar Filled Lungs which should be anytime in the next year or two. Some of the new songs that he hopes to play are
" Ode to Joe Lieberman", "Here Comes Big Brother", and "Workers of a Lesser God". To contact Tar Filled Lungs on their up coming
return you can email them at: tarfilledlungs@hotmail.com.
Curran
(the Big Cheese)
The earth was created millions and milloins of years ago(or was it billions).years after one molecule tunred into a fish, which later turned into a upright walking vertabraed animal( we know call them humans).They have created a society and have thrived for many years. that thriving would turn into destruction, destruction that would ruin the world. but The almighty powerful Nate S. would change that. After stopping blindness, the plague, and Christianity, he was becoming to get bored with him selve so he decided to see what life would be like if he wasn't born until 1984. So he went back in time ( eat it smelroe you cann go back in time) and replaced himself with some moron on the street to take his place back in the early years. this mans name was Jesus H. Christ. This incident is what Nate recalls as the stupidest thing he has ever done. This is the story of what happened in his life in 1984 and beyond.
Feb 8, 1984: I woke up this morning in the baby ward place. i examined my surrondongs. it was then i realized where i was; Green Bay. i was horrified.
Later in 1984: we have moved from green bay, wi to woodbury mn. its a change for the better.
between 1986 and 1988: we have moved again to rochester mn. it is in this portion of my life i realized Jesus had fucked up entirely. i told him not to fuck around, but look what this rat bastard did to my fucking utopia. i went back to dallas, tx to get my time machine and go back and set things straight. And you know what? that rat bastard christ broke my fucking time machine.the fucking cold fusion generator is gone.i dont know how but he did. he must have used it to go forward in time.
1992ish: We moved to appleton wi. nothing much has happened.
1996: moved to edina, Mn. i sense something evil in the air.
early 1999: i went to this kid's barbeque. he is in the band morris(small minds at this time). i proceded to get intoxicated.
1999: I remeber the day i first saw Drew D'Auroua. I knew there was something wrong with him. ws it the striking resmbalance to andy mazerel? no that couldn't be it. i dont know but i dont like this guy.
2000: i've found jesus christ! he is pretendng to drew d'auroa.
present: i am building a small fighting force to take out christ. who knows what wierd homosexual powers he could have. And if teamed up in the ass with fathiful partner mark melroe, this could be tuff.If your reading this christ, WATCH YO BACK.
Nate
I first mett morris on a wonderfull night many years ago when i was doing my regular masterbateing behind the depot and watching the trains go by. I heard this sound suddenly, a wonderfull sound, it was music. I would later find out that it was just that crazy band Morris. Well anyway i walked into the depot and was emidiatly asked to leave because i had left my pants outside. But after i got them and came back in, Morris was just finished. So i actually don't know what Morris really sounds like or who are in the band, but i sure like to masterbate behind the depot. I'm also looking for a sexy punk chick who likes to watch trains. Thanx.
tommy
An incident involving a snowmonkey, a telephone booth and 16 hits of acid ultimately brought me to know the guys of Morris, perhaps a little too well. After being passed around between them like a freshly rolled joint, I eventually grew tired of their kinky ways and settled down exclusively with the most responsible (i.e. boring) of the 4: Leadman Andie Mazorol.
Though this has brought some controversy since I'm not as flamboyantly "punk" as Andie, I like to think I make up for it with my great homestyle cooking. Some might say it's all part of an evil plan to break up the band and I say to those people: I don't know what the hell you're talking about, seriously.
Anyways, hang in there, baby.
Celie "that mean girl" Jensen
ah, i first met morris during the salad days of spring 2000. back then i was really into yanni, endlessly tormented by that strangely appealing tuft of hair beneath his nose....but enough about yanni's moustache. one night i found myself at the depot with my friend tommy. he went around back to masturbate and watch the trains as he usually does, but i went inside to listen to my newfound chums play a little music. at first i was quite taken aback by the raw, sexual energy of morris' sound, but soon i found myself dancing around and hitting people, as that seemed to be the style at these sorts of concerts. later in the show a young man by the name of tim spit some ice in my face, pretending they were his teeth, and i knew then that morris fuckin rocked, even though, in strict musical terms, they sucked ass. i was so inspired by the morris sound that i decided to form my own band with hetero lifemate tommy. we are called the Jack Attack, and we, with our commanding technical skills on the acoustic guitar, are to be feared by all. but even we will never match the power of morris punk rawk.
-Jack
The Hillcats were one of the greatest light rock sensations of 1988 and 1992. With frontman Blake Holman and keyboardist Mark Melroe, the Hillcats topped the billboards with hits such as 'Total Eclipse of the Heart' and 'When the Cows Come Home'. After winning a MTV Music Video Award for their emotional performance in the 'Total Eclipse of the Heart' video, they finally got a true taste of success. At last, the Hillcats got a piece of the pie. But that pie had a bitter, bitter aftertaste. Kicking off their midwest tour, Mark started to notice some changes in Blake. Blake carried a bottle of whiskey, or his "lucky" as he called it, wherever he went. There would be hordes of women and the occasional man sprawled all over his dressing room after the shows, too smashed to even put their clothes back on. And wherever Blake went he was followed closely by his pimp, Tony Rotaloni. This "rock and roll" lifestyle eventually caught up to Blake in the dog days of summer, '93. He was found dead in a Detroit hotel room with five pounds of cocaine cut in lines on his table.
Mark attempted a solo career, but found that crowds weren't prepared for his sexual rhythem. Despairing, Mark retreated to his parents' back in Minnesota. There, Dave Melroe, Mark's father and former basist for REM, gave inspiration for Mark to continue on.
Adopting the name "Little Sun Melroe", Mark began to work his way up from the bottom, playing locally at whatever place would have him. In january of '02, after opening for this punk band "Morris", Mark stumbled into former singing sensation Celie Jenson. It seemed to him that Celie's shy, sassy, yet seductive attitude would go perfectly with his teeming sexual beat, and so together they formed No Means Yes. Like ice with fire, Mark and Celie had the crowds steaming with excitement. Robin Goad, drummer for Morris, was overheard saying, "...if God could be in a band, he'd want to be in 'No Means Yes'."
With the Melroe name firmy rooted in the spotlight once again, Mark finally has a chance to relax. But he'll never forget his departed Hillcat, and every morning and every night he takes two shots of whiskey in remembrance of the man who started it all. Rest easy Blake, Jesus awaits the Hillcats reunion tour in heaven.
-Little Sun Melroe
