""Myles of Destruction..a reaffirming nod that all extreme metal need not follow convention and dresscode. Truly twisted." -Brian Turner/WFMU 91.1 FM/Blast of Hot Air Magazine In the beginning there was one. and God, was it awful. During the swealtering summer of 1999, a young Philadelphian hero by the name of Myles officially reached boiling point. He gave up on his long pursued dream of assembling a full band in the most hostile city in america and retreated instead to the solitary confinement of his own basement. He was alone and depressed; A noise loving crusty punk/mutant metalhead/closet goth type without a scene, A bachelor without a boyfriend, an eccentric recluse, a fag who despised dance clubs, a college dropout without direction and above all things, a hater of guitar players and conventional ideas. With very little to lose and plenty on his shoulder, a plan was put into action. Myles began to write songs completeley by himself. Armed with little more than a handful of pedals, a drum machine, a bass and some pet demons living in his vocal chords, he took the local hardcore scene offgaurd with the type of driven,sick,screaming intensity that typically flattens people against the walls when exhibited in public. Lucky for him, philly's basements didn't seem to count, and the local underground music audiences welcomed him in with open arms and nervous PC smiles. Following a dream one night involving vast ruinous landscapes, he even came up with a name. "I dub thee...MYLES OF DESTRUCTION!" some time passed, many shows were played, two demos were recorded, a place on a major motion picture soundtrack was scored (no exaggeration--he ran away to iceland with that money) as well as honorary mentions in many college radio playlists, compilations, magazines, newpapers and Roctober's almightly "one man band" encyclopedia. Flattered with all the attention, he opted to show his gratitude by pissing everyone off, killing his "gimmic" and changing shape. Myles broke two drum machines and concluded he'd had it with robots. He was also sick of the novelty status of being the world's sole "one man queer grindcore band" and (homosexuality in his own case being non negotiable) considered the possibility that all breeders are not pure evil, many perhaps even worth collaborating with and befriending. Additionally, Myles was the son of a local violin maker and had long hoped to add strings of some sort to the music to smooth out the abrasiveness that came so naturally to his sounds. With that, the metamorphosis began. His first partner in crime was Joe--an odd electric cello player from the West side of town who built his own instruments and played in the band Eulogy (Also Farewell to Treaties , Bobbykork, The White Rose and The Waltz Macabre Orchestra). His second was Matt--drummer for the band Fire Down below (and later Hulk Smash, 50 Days at Illium, Mose Giganticus) and His third was Audrey , a self proclaimed martian and a violinist who played bass in Fire Pussy, Captain Crash, Umiak and Kablammo Another Demo was recorded. Joe and Matt were eliminated by natural selection not long after, but Audrey strangely held her ground amid the chaos. "Pink is what all the warriors on our planet wear," She explained one evening before a show. and indeed, You kind of had to be one to remain in the band. Not long afterward, a bookstore job and a shared love of death metal, world music and reptiles put Myles in touch with Tony - former drummer of The Odessa Steps and devout worshipper of the Muppet Animal. He was gratefully asked aboard the vessile. As a trio, things at long last felt complete and the band set out to unleash their combined powers. Yet another demo, a full length LP and a split 7" with dark wave fog gods Abiku were recorded. Many crazed, fun shows happened, 3 separate tours embarked, multiple sets took place on different radio shows, some very absurd interviews took place and then one day, for reasons too lengthly to mention even here, Myles just fucking lost it and decided to move himself away to the sirenous city of Baltimore. after 5 years, the band now finally rests in peices, with each member pursuing their own project. so..please enjoy our music here because we're most likely never playing again. please download our songs and share them with others. and thanks so much to everyone who has been part of the experience!

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