Drifted

JUST TO LET YOU KNOW. THE ALBUMS "WEB OF TEARS AND "SLEEP" HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH OUR MUSIC, THAT'S ANOTHER BAND FROM TEXAS BY THE SAME NAME. THE ALBUMS THAT I'M CLAIMING ARE "UNEVEN" AND "HER WORLD". That whole, Morrisey/East LA thing is really confusing to most people. It surely was to Alejandro Gonzalez Gomez, who wandered around the town, hearing heavy six string resonance in his head.

Maybe the memory of Richard Ramirez almost succeeding in breaking into his home back in 1985 also helped produce that haunting sound. The darkness relentlessly pursued Alejandro as he walked the streets of Ea...st LA, the feedback getting so loud that he decided to either commit himself to the funny farm, or start a band.

Alejandro started Drifted that day a few years ago. He figured it was easier than wearing a paper dress and hanging out in the day room. Of course he was wrong, but that's the music biz.

He spent his days, crafting songs of hope and darkness, of that old friend angst, and his older friend, aggression. Once he completed a prolific batch of music, the world had changed again. Now the kids around town we're trying to sound like The Band, CSN&Y, and old Tom Petty. Fuck that. Listen to that music and you'll start fucking like your parents did...boring!

No, Alejandro thought that grooves of big glitch beats and Nine Inch Nails electro hardness were much better to put behind his music, but needed updating and a little more acoustic percussion sounds. He sought out some mythical local cat who everyone seemed to talk about when talking about drums, Bottom 12's John Montgomery.

With John on board and adding his firey funk, Alejandro then pulled in the talents of Noah Watts & Estevan Miguel Se?ornuevo (Yosh) on guitar and bass. Native American Noah (formerly from Exitmusic) brought a uniquely dualistic sound, easily putting the knife to your throat, or soothing with an earthy glide. Yosh loved playing with fire, adding his experience as a stoner rock scoundrel (LA's Smoke) to the mix. It started weird, it then got heavy, but needed that final additive.

It was to all be topped off by Alex Pulido's technological wizardry (Keyboards & Synthesizers). This wasn't a band trying to sound like the past, Alejandro brought a vision of how music is made in this new century. The final strange chemical added to the broth, creating a taste that is part voodoo, part futuristic elixir.
We live in a world where the edge is defined by Black Metal and nasty electro beats from South Africa. If you're not hip to that, then you're not a part of tomorrow. Step into the future.

It is, afterall...yours.

Live, Drifted sounds so out of control and chaotic, but with a beat and melodically emancipating texture that transcends this local need to sound like the brown of the 70's.

This is the new Brown. Listen to Drifted, and don't fuck like your parents...unless they were pornstars.