What really affected the material on our latest album, Night Electric Night, I think, was the endless touring for a couple of years. The jabbing frustration, utterly depraved nightclubbing, fights, sex with incredible statistics (all genders, pretty much), the raging search for kicks in general and the constant celebration of the dandy deeds of the Devil. I mean, of corpse, we make Hell look like f*cking sex-add. I have grown to understand that. We are Ms Rocktober in Satan's favourite porno-mag, and if I may say I think Mother Mary get's off to us as well.. (I guess that's why girls call us the Backstreet Boys from Hell. Or is it just our perfect features?) This of course results in chaos and drama and infected relations which gives fuel to the material. Our lives are the total opposites to the impression that you get from a normal musician's life – I believe Hell is the word I'm looking for. Again.
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