The name "SUICIDE" is a constant reminder that unless we kill ourselves, there is no ceiling for what we are capable of.
Davey Suicide is ready to set the world ablaze. On his self-titled debut album, the Los Angeles insurgent injects gutter grit back into rock 'n' roll. It's been far too long since a rebel raged through town with distortion blaring, middle fingers in the air, girls dropping their panties, and flames everywhere. Flanked by bandmates Frankie Sil [Bass], Ben Graves [Drums], Needlz [Keyboards], and Eric Griffin [Guitar], he distills heavy metal, industrial, and punk into anthems that are as corrosive as they are catchy. Whether or not you're prepared, Suicide has arrived.
As a kid, he always knew the "safe" life wasn't for him. In order to tune out the fights of a broken home and the pressures of church, he'd crank Guns N' Roses, Pantera, and Metallica on his stereo and play guitar as loud as his small Peavey amp would allow.
Music kept him away from drugs and other trouble, and his three patron saints became Axl Rose, Marilyn Manson, and Eminem. Beyond adorning his arm within a tattoo tapestry, he learned one important thing from these icons that eventually inspired him to move from the East Coast to Hollywood.
"It's important to pave your own road," declares Suicide. "I hit a ceiling. I had some opportunities that slipped away, and I woke up one day with the idea of 'Davey Suicide'. I needed a constant reminder that we're all in the driver's seat. If I give up on myself, shit's not going to go the way I want it to. I'd rather live by my rules than feel like I'm stuck inside a box. It's about believing in yourself. Put your trust in Suicide."
You can begin with the fourteen songs on the album. The first single "Generation Fuck Star" thrashes with intense industrialized guitar and an arena-ready hook. With a music video concept penned by Suicide himself, "Generation Fuck Star" is an unforgettable calling card both sonically and visually.