Sea Creepture - Bass
It was the Law of the Sea, they said. Civilization ends at the waterline. Beyond that, we all enter the food chain, and not always right at the top.
Born in the deepest darkest ocean floor, a tadpole Creepture swam through the abyss, across shark infested waters and found his way to Ocean Beach, CA. Using his newly developed legs he stumbled into a sea cave and onto a wolf thing, but not just any wolf thing, Thee Wolfthing. Thinking that the horror could not get any worse, these two reckless troubadorks stumbled (quite literally) onto a huddled mass encompassed with a cape. This hulking brute had fangs!! Danpire, Wolftard, and Mr. Sea Creepture formed The Dirtbag Surfers. Surfing by day, Cranking raw tunes by night. Fear and Respect keeps them at the top, in their own minds. Viva Los Dirtbags!
Sea Creepture plays a Fender Jazz bass through Peavey amplification. He rides Peter Benjamin custom surfboards, exclusively. Sea also earned a law degree from Costco.
Thee Wolfthing – Geetard
It is said that whoever is bitten by a werewolf and lives, becomes a werewolf himself. Even though he had asked for less teeth more tongue, the former human now known as Thee Woflthing, had his fate sealed the night he was bitten will having consensual "special relations" with a werewolf in heat. On the very next full moon, he began to howl as his body permanently transformed into some sort of mutated werewolf, a thing of unspeakable horror, a Wolfthing. That night, under the full moon, he ran from his surf shack to the sea and forever took up residence in the Sea Cave located somewhere near the Ocean Beach pier, where he routinely wails out the trashiest tunes imaginable on his Six Strings of Terror. It was there that he met the Sea Creepture and the suckiest one of all, the manpire known as Dan Pire. Together they formed the most monstrous surf trash power trio to be found upon land or in or under the sea, The Dirtbag Surfers! Howl!!
The Wolfthing plays a Fender AVRI Jazzmaster through a Russian Big Muff, a Gomez G-Spring reverb tank and a classic 68 Fender Bandmaster head powering 2 12" Vintage 30's in an Avatar Cabinet. He rides Peter Benjamin custom surfboards, exclusively.
His favorite quote is a long one, just like his…oh never mind!
"Mr. Blonde: Listen kid, I'm not gonna bullshit you, all right? I don't give a good fuck what you know, or don't know, but I'm gonna torture you anyway, regardless. Not to get information. It's amusing, to me, to torture a cop. You can say anything you want cause I've heard it all before. All you can do is pray for a quick death, which you ain't gonna get.
[He removes his razor]
Mr. Blonde: You ever listen to K-Billy's "Super Sounds of the Seventies" weekend? It's my personal favorite."
Dan Pire – Drums
While lurking the filth ridden streets of Ocean Beach, CA, Danpire would pick victims and playmates alike and use them and discard their bodies under the pier. One night while finishing off his" newest" pal, a loud disturbance interrupted him. Thee Wolfthing full of piss and vinegar (as it was dinner time) and a soggy Sea Creepture converged upon Danpire with a primitive, raw sound. They spared his sucky life and forced him into an eternity of drumming. Sucking and drumming are not mutually exclusive in Dan Pire's old new world. BANG, BANG, CRASH, CRASH, SLURP, SLURP!
Dan Pire plays drums, no one cares who made them. He rides Sea Creepture and Thee Wolfthing, exclusively.
His favorite quote is "I've been using narcotics for 20 years " – Bela Lugosi