Did you lock your doors? Is your gun loaded? And is that your dog, taking a piss on the rusted robots? You might want to think about these things before invoking the name of Bullet Gastino, the resident lo-fi sound militia from the muggy Ohio countryside.

This strapping pack of pseudo-militaristic lads create “what death metal would sound like recorded on a cheap four-track, possibly by a family of bisexual mannequins.” (Sponic 9/21/02) Bizarre, melodic, and textured, their experimental songs are caught somewhere between dream and nightmare. Indie rock vocals cling to ‘80s drum beats and hard rock guitars like children on a flaming roller coaster from hell.

The band released two albums for Circuit Records and Friendly Psychics Music (their self-titled debut and the follow-up II) before a botched kidnapping sent them to a backwoods Georgia penitentiary. They may release another album if their parole officer ever lets them. If you see them, tell them the sheep suits are ready.

Charlie Gastino - vocals
Ken Clark - lead and rhythm guitars
Chris Jones - bass guitar, micro cassette
Dan Miller - backing guitars, keyboards, sound effects