The Dirt

This story begins ten years ago on a stoop in central NJ, two young boys, fresh faced and wet behind the ears acquired two stolen guitars by stealing them. They learned the usual tunes “glycerine” “knockin on heavens door” and “all along the watchtower”, and their lives began to spiral into addiction and fast women. They fell out of touch and began pursuing other bands and projects, but they would not, could not suit them. During this time, their paths would cross now and again and then fork off to different ends of the world. Now a decade later Robert Krohn and Nathan Bava have joined forces to create the best music either of them have ever heard. With new editions Dr. Eric on sex bass and The fate of Kait on the skins, the outfit is complete. Millions of cigarettes, gallons of booze, broken doors, blood, and sweat, and tears have yielded gems. We are lovers, we are brothers, we are friends, we are enemies, always organic, always orgasmic, we are THE DIRT.