The singer is a joke and I found it to be no surprise that he ended up being the feathered-mullet clad drummer/vocalist who lent his limp-wristed rasp to Morbid Angel's "debut", 'Abominations of Desolation', an album that embarrassed the band so much that they immediately kicked him out and pretended as if they never recorded it by twiddling their thumbs, whistling and hoping nobody would notice. Apparently the guys in Nocturnus thought he sucked pretty bad, too, as they relinquished him of his vocal duties and got a new singer for the album that followed. I mean, seriously, who thinks drummer/vocalists are cool? If you do, than you are obviously a morbidly obese, chronic masturbator who steals his Mom's Twinkies during her nightly NyQuil induced slumber.
These days, the feathered-mullet clad clown who got kicked out of Nocturnus and Morbid Angel for sucking, spends his days writing anti-David Vincent diatribes over on Facebook, gaining kudos and praise from many a morbidly obese, chronic masturbator.
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