First of all, thank you all for choosing to participate in this chaotic project. I realize most of you are here because of my prior efforts. This project rests in stark contrast to those in many many ways. Specifically speaking, with Tool and APC it's about complete presentation. We explore every avenue possible. We take each piece as far as we possibly can before preserving and presenting them. It is as much about opening up possibilities as it is carefully guiding the experience. Not so, with Puscifer. Here we are a work in progress. We're attempting to grin and tap our foot in the midst of an ocean of chaotic processes and perceptions. It's an anything goes, light hearted party.
Backing up a bit.
Shit happens to some of us. Traumatizing events occur and then we spend the rest of our lives, either consciously or unconsciously, trying to work it out. Some of us become the aggressors, inflicting the same trauma on others. Some of us medicate. Some of us become creative and use different mediums to express our pain and healing process. It's a long process. And it of course gets worse before it gets better. If you happen to be one of the fortunate few who can express your self in a way with which people empathize, it can get even more difficult. The unhealthy behavior, which can surface during the healing process, is often times applauded. They applaud because you've touched on an experience with which they can relate. They applaud, you feel better, but only for a while. No ground is gained if we as artists only do it to be desired, praised, or accepted. The trick, for those who have chosen this expressive path, is to remember why you're here. The trick is to remember that you're here to heal and find resolution. That way if you stray off the path, or are seduced by the unhealthy accolades, you will be able to find your way back to the path. There are only so many metaphors for "feel my pain," "woe is me," and "pity this broken man." Eventually we need to move beyond the trauma, otherwise we're just a broken record and we offer no hope to anyone. If these stories aren't healing us, the teller of the tales, then how the hell are they going to help in the healing process of anyone else? Where is the hope if we are required to remain stationary, to continue picking scabs rather than move on to healthier places?
So, Remember. The goal for us is resolve and healing. The hope is that with each stage along the way, new understandings emerge. It would seem then that with each new threshold achieved, prior darker states of being become less and less relevant. And we in theory continue to move towards a lighter state of being.
Let's use the metaphor. There's been an earthquake or a tornado or hurricane or some large scale, tragic event. We're working to rescue the survivors, the injured, ourselves. We're exposed first hand to death. We're calculating what it will take to rebuild or if we should abandon. We're coming face to face with difficult if not impossible decisions. There is chaos. There are extreme emotions. But we are committed to seeing it through, however long it may take. For our benefit, and/or for everyone's benefit. And then one day we wake up to find we are out of the woods. We have persevered. But we've spent so much of our life dealing with the trauma that we're not quite sure what to do now. We've grown so accustomed to living under the most challenging of circumstances that we have no idea what to do with a lovely day. We are now in unknown and unfamiliar territory. So what do we do now?
The answer is simple.
It's time to celebrate. Drum roll…
Ladies and Gentlemen, I bring you Puscifer, the party at the end of the storm. Kick off your clothes, it's time to get tipsy and dance naked under dime store strobe lights.

Hopefully by Oct 1st, we'll be able to say it's official, THE 1ST EVER Puscifer store will be opening. Ground Zero is Jerome, Arizona. It's a small space above Jerome Tattoo, and across from Puffin Stuff in the Verde Apartment Complex. We're still in the painting and renovation stage. As always things take a little longer and cost twice what you might expect, but we're making headway.
A talented young Canadian Pianist performed a version of Indigo Children. Exactly what this project is all about. Core ideas and melodies that spiderweb off in infinite directions. And this version is lovely. A clear nod in the direction of Tori. Check it out:
Irongoddesstea on uTube

We're also working on a video for "Momma Sed." More on that later...

For the latest release items, check the "NEW!!!" cart.

News from the world of Puscifer...

New music is in the works. We're starting to pull together some new pieces. Josh Eustis, Lustmord, our visiting Irish Bass Player, Tanya and I are indulging in some new ideas, old ideas, recipes, bad jokes, and the occasional 2 on 2 ball game. Not much to report quite yet, but soon.
A behind the scenes clip from the making of the DoZo video: DoZo Making of Sorta

For the latest items added to the Puscifer store, check the "NEW!!!" cart. Fun stuff. My favorite is the doggy Squeaky toy shaped like a grenade. NEW STUFF!!!

Today Marks the 5 year anniversary of Judith Marie's surrender to a 29 year struggle against time and gravity. Take a moment to count your blessings. Remind yourself that life is short. (In Judith's case, long and painful.) Take a deep breath and allow the petty stuff to disintegrate into dust and blow away. It's all gonna work out.
Judith's last wishes were that her final resting place be near me. So I brought her ashes to my home in Arizona and spread her across the South East facing slope so every morning she could watch the sunrise with me. Like the Phoenix rising from the ashes, her new wings are these estate vines. And like her, these vines are tenacious, vigorous, stubborn, and the fruit is sexy and complex. I'm going to name this wine "Nagual del Judith, Judith's Cabernet Sauvignon." Now she gets finally to travel around the world, meet new and interesting people, and be around lots and lots of great food. Pure Heaven.

Recently did an interview with the Suicide Girls, James and Chloe to promote the "V is for Viagra, The Vagina Remixes" cd. Good times. Watch it here... Night At The Pussbury there are a couple versions of it... here's a second... Night At The Pussbury Version 2 . That's my real hair. NO! Seriously! I grew it overnight. I had a strange dream involving cow patties, spirulina, and paprika. Rip Taylor was there. And when I woke up, I was "with hair." Creepy. The Viagra remix cd is now available at PUSCIFER.COM and on iTunes. There is also a new iTunes Delux Version of "V is for Vagina" that includes new art, the Queen B video, and 4 additional tracks. PUSCIFER on iTunes

The new video for DoZo is up on uTube. Meats did a great job, and has helped me establish once and for all that DILDOS can be used for self defense. Check out the video here... The DoZo Video

Yippeeee


We're on the verge of another Wall Street crash and a McSuper
Great Depression Version 2.0! Skip to your Lou. Spin partner.
Clap hands. For the moment, let's pretend our leaking glass is
not only half full, but billowing over with tasty, spicy hot,
creative juices. Lot's of fun things occurring.

Not sure if you've heard thru the grapevine or not, but we've put
together a Puscifer Forum. It's now up and running so dial your
browser to:
The Asylum

It's main purpose is to exchange ideas, update you on what's
going on, discuss Puscifer, discuss the various challenges of
being an independent artist and coordinate street team efforts.

It's still in it's infancy so I assume there will be some bugs at
first, but we're working them out. Be sure to look over the
rules of conduct. We are serious about them.

Some of you have been asking where they can get The Undertaker,
Spanish Fly mix. We'll be including it on the V is for Vagina 12
" vinyl, and on a delux iTunes version. Both released on the 29th
of April. Also included on this iTunes delux version are 2
remixes from . check them out : BLESTteNation
and
on myspace



Travis from Buddyhead has done a teaser video for DoZo. It's not
the official video, but it's very cool. Especially coming from
someone as emotionally challenged as Travis. If you ever meet
him, be gentle. He's had a rough day. Every day. But he's house
broken. So please introduce him to your parents. Check it out
here Puscifer Homepage

Some of you may have noticed we posted a remix of The Undertaker called Spanish Fly mix. Envelope, please. And the players are- VOCALS - Juliette Commagere (Hello Stranger), GUITAR- Alain Johannes (Spinnerette, Queens of The Stone Age, Eleven), GUITAR- Joe Barresi, BASS - Mat Mitchell, DRUMS - Jeremy Berman, FLAMENCO CLAPS AND STOMPS - Tim Alexander and Maynard Keenan, TRANSLATION - Todd Fox. In other news, a few more sites are doing some streaming of tunes. Here's one of them. http://clearchannelmusic.com/cc-common/new/6/indexalternative.html Make sure you click the link and do what they ask. Otherwise I'll never see my Uncle Milty alive. His spastic colon will never survive a hostage crisis as weak as this one. Do the right thing.

Happy New Year, Mouse Club. The Queen B. DVD is out on Tuesday. Limited edition, so get them while they last. Also working on a 7" release for Queen B. Limited as well. Meats claims the DoZo video is coming along. I've seen some of the animation and I have to say, it looks damn fine. Lustmord is working on some Dub mixes. Most likely we'll release it exclusively on vinyl and on iTunes. Mat and I are finishing up some finishing touches on a couple unreleased tracks to be included on the V is for Vagina 12" vinyl. I'm sure there are a few more things going on, but i just ate some X-Mas candy so I can't seem to concentrate. More later once my blood sugar stabilizes.

I just returned from the Recovery Room Restaurant and Verde Valley Wine Co. In Cottonwood, AZ. Paula and I were working our way through some Spanish wines. Because we can. Also because we're wine geeks and can't help ourselves. We just need to know. A'ALTO from the Ribera del Douro region. Do yourself a favor. These guys are rogue. Not playing by the rules at all and it works. The A'ALTO P.S. isn't easy to locate but well worth the effort. I probably shouldn't tell you all about it. Might make it difficult for me to "get mine."
I lead a blessed life. Most people tend to take a moment to count their blessings. I tend to live in a constant state of giddy disbelief. Like a kid on Ritalin who's just got ahold of some Cherry Twizzlers, I giggle. Out loud and often. Like a form of goof ball turrets syndrome. It makes some people a bit nervous. They tend to keep their distance. Which is good, cuz I tend to spit when I chortle.
Tonight I'm standing on my deck looking at the perfectly clear Arizona night sky. The stars are so numerous and bright that it's almost difficult to make out the 3 Kings of Orion's belt pointing at the Dog Star. (No, not the Keanu band.) And there are the Pleiades. And the Milky Way. And the Hubble. I'm enjoying my dinner, which consists of small chop stick bites of freshly steamed Basmati rice sprinkled with chicken stock out of a cardboard box. (when my partner Jen is out of town, dinner tends to get a bit random, lazy, and experimental.)
I never smoke cigars, but I happened to find one that a friend gave me. (Cohiba is a small town in South Carolina, right?) I have no idea how I'm supposed to go about properly lighting it. But it's lit. and I'm chasing the puffs with sips of 1968 Quinta Do Noval Colheita Port. My dog is staring at me with head cocked and one ear up. She has that "Jesus, you're not about to go buy a Hummer, are you?" look on her face. No, Miho. Relax. I'll be back. I'm just enjoying yet another moment. Another in a series of endless unbelievably inspiring moments.