CrimsonFaced

CrimsonFaced

 East Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania, USA
BandRock

Imagine - what if Nine Inch Nails, Metallica, King Crimson, Ozzy, Sabbath, Nirvana, The Beatles, Zeppelin, Van Halen, Steve Vai and Frank Zappa were all thrown in a blender with some Tequila and strawberries. Then add a bong hit or two... That just BEGINS to tell the story...

Biography

Multi-instrumentalist/composer/producer Michael Trapp (a.k.a. Mike E.T., a.k.a. Captain Freak, a.k.a. The Alien) has been kicking around the music scene for years. For the last year he holed himself up in his own studio (Sober Sucks Studios) to work on his new musical masterpiece, "Lunatic Binge." Influences as
diverse as NIN, Sabbath, Zeppelin, Nirvana, Yes, Beethoven, Beatles and Cheap Trick were brought together to create an original blend of diverse music. Heavy guitar driven power pop tunes sit comfortably next to synth driven drums and bass/electronica and over the top heavy rock numbers. What has been seriously lacking in the music of the 90's and 2000's is the range and diversity of albums by bands such as the Beatles and Zeppelin. Mike explains, "I can't and won't write the same song 13 times and have that be a CD. There is an amazing range of emotion on this disc." Fans of serious guitar chops and excellent melody lines will not be disappointed. In the end - the song is
EVERYTHING!

Michael Trapp is a "serious musician." For whatever absurd reason - this label has had almost evil overtones in the 90's and even into the new millenium. He has attended Mannes College of Music in Manhattan and graduated Berklee College of Music in Boston. For those 4 years he focused exclusively on practicing and writing music. After graduation he played in some heavy progressive chops bands in N.Y.C. and L.A. such as Danse Macabre, DreamSpeak, The Fringe and Dreamer. All broke up due to internal differences just as they were getting press
and an audience. Fed up with bands in general he became a hired gun, becoming the 2nd guitarist in Eddie Ojeda's (Twisted Sister) band. He bought his own crappy studio and recorded "The Furious Guitar" which was featured in a Guitar Player's magazine piece. In the 90's Mike met his dream vocalist Matt Wells. He
joined Matt's band Bad Habit - a pure power pop outfit with heavy arena rock overtones. Then came Nirvana and the band disintegrated after being offered a minor record deal. Matt and Mike then went on to record an album for there own selfish purposes and Bliss(This)' "Chasing the Mad Rabbit" was born.
Unfortunately for Bliss(This), just as positive reviews and feedback were heading the bands way, Michael's ex-wife was stricken with a serious illness and the music had to be put on hold. During that time, he wrote and demoed the entire "Captain Freak" album. With Mike's ex-wife's illness finally in check he bought a new studio and started recording. But then Matt's wife became pregnant and Mike was pushed into handling all the vocal and instrumental duties. "Fuck it," sez Trapp, "I'll change the name of the band to CrimsonFaced and take over the fucking world anyway." In 2005, Mike E.T. a.k.a. The Alien, of Bliss(This) fame released the stunning "Captain Freak" CD. 13 songs of rock and roll majesty, a tapestry of rock's powerful take no prisoners history. Bored of all the nameless faceless rock of the new decade the Alien gave music's boring landscape a serious kick in the ass. Since then Mike E.T. has holed himself up in his Sober Sucks Studios. No one has seen or heard from him since. But recently a new recording, "Pretty People"
arrived at SonicBids' door. Speculation that the "Captain Freak" follow up, "Lunatic Binge" was in the mixing stages has left the rock world holding it's collective breath. Could Mike record another CD in a quarter of the time it has taken Axl Rose to release the new Gun's and Roses CD??? Was it POSSIBLE??? Rumors have also begun to swirl that the Alien was racking up
another huge psychotherapy bill from his MixMaster extraordannaire, Professor Paul Kurzweil. Can it be that "Lunatic Binge" will soon be released upon an unsuspecting, and rather indifferent public??? Details at eleven...

Lyrics

Pretty People

Written By: Michael Trapp

Well here's a message for u pretty people
Your plastic act is really wearing thin
I’m tired of watchin’ all u pretty people
Dancin’ around and clownin’ around and gettin’ paid
I hope the way in which you judge us uglies
Will someday even out and make some sense
It's weird the way we worship pretty people
It's wearin’ me out its tirin’ me out now go away

So all you fucked pretty people, just take your cash and go
So all u drugged up pretty people, keep doin’ your blow
It’s all in who you know and who you fucking blow!

Your golden palaces and gated doorways
They help to keep us fuckin’ losers out
I hope your shielded screwed up lives are painless
Don't ever bother knowin’ anything of relevance....
But here's the kicker all you pretty people
I wish my life was half as good as yours...
I hate the fact that I’m not pretty people
It's drivin’ me mad I’m half in the bag it's such a drag

Such a pretty day
Such a pretty life you lead and
Such a pretty face that seems to hide
Such an empty soul, empty soul.
Empty soul, EMPTY SOUL!!!

Blameless

Written By: Michael Trapp

Look at the mirror see my reflection gaze in wonder at the - stupid face starin' back at me...
I stare for hours hopin' things will change but I’m just crazy, cause nothin' ever fixes me...
So you can't stand the heat that's comin' off every word I say... then just ignore these useless rants
I'm the only one who'll pay... but I’m not blameless... blameless...
Another morning wake exhausted feel used up expired... all emotion leavin' me...
Can’t even stand a word misspoken in a dream I wake up... and realize my world's unclean...
So you think you can help me but I know you won't even try... people piss all over me cause I
Just won't fucking die... I wanna break shit up... Hey yea Hey yea...
But I’m not blameless, not blameless it's all my fault... this shit's all my fault... hey yea hey yea...
I’m not blameless, not blameless it's all my fault... it's fucking my fault
I’m not blameless... I’m not blameless... I’m not blameless... I’m not blameless
I’m gonna break it up...

Terrified

Written By: Michael Trapp

You and me... we make sense... I guess... I just don't know why...
You complete, my dark side, my wild dreams...
I can't conceive of a way to break us down...

Everybody wants you under control... they strip away the sins that make up your soul...
They try and bring you down... clean you up and drown... the evil inside...

You realized that a long time's just too long...
Swear that you'll never change a thing for me...

You and me we're terrified, how the signs of our lives coincide...
Climb aboard my life we'll fly away...

You and me, so severe, so it seems... trying the right thing… only brought us down...

Drunk

Written By: Michael Trapp

I’m sittin with an empty glass of red wine that I drank to fast
And no one seems to give a fuck have I finally given up
All those pretty thoughts of me and how it was all meant to be
They’re shattered and abused by now were they important anyhow
What made me think I was special what made me think I was cool?
I never really wrote that song that everyone had to sing along
And I’ll die broke and wont be missed by anyone but those I’ve kissed - I'll never ever be John Lennon I wont ever even be missed
I will never even be MISSED

Why do I breath and just tell me what my purpose is
Tell me that this life is bliss I so want peace and I
Need a reason to exist need a reason to be fixed

DAMN I’m drunk
Godamn I’m so DRUNK

Everything I’ve ever done and everything I ever sung
Has never really made much sense my outcome is my evidence
But I don’t give a fuck it seems I live inside my shattered dreams
That I will never give up on until the day I die I’ll be

Here in your heart and then
Here inside your soul as u begin to mold your
own dreams and own wishes that you will guard like diamonds
Expensive and important

Never to be explained Never to be revealed
Don’t let them all take it away You’re your own ISLAND!!!!

Sex Song

Written By: Michael Trapp

you love the way it feels when my heads made it's home between your thighs...
you arch your back and get relaxed and start to scream out my name and more...
it makes me feel like GOD like i have all this power over you...
it makes me feel so much a man i cannot wait to be inside...
you love it when we leave the lights on... you watch me do my thing...
the mirrors all around reveal a love deranged... i love to touch your achin' body... set it all on fire...
i cannot wait to be inside...
your fertile ground... sexual sound... lust all around... i love to go down on you...
and make you moan... erotic zone... got such a bone, it's achin' just for you...
YOU TURN ME ON!!!!
i love the way it feels when your mouth goes wherever the hell it wants...
that warm wet spot, makes me a rock oh how my cock is your best friend...
i tear the sheets up tear your hair out i'm a slave to desire...
we roll around, embrace the sound and build a sexual fire...
i love it when we leave the lights on... i watch you do your thang...
you never fail to amaze... we break the law again...
i love the firmness of your body... and god it makes me hard... for you i would do anything...
i love your tongue... i love your eyes... i love your mouth... won't you go down on me...
i love to taste... your special place... you make me come... again and again and again!
we love it when we leave the lights on... we're putting this on film....
and later on we'll watch all the moves we made... next time we'll try another motion... to get us off once more
i've never had so much SICK fun...

Video

Written By: Michael Trapp

you're thinkin' 'bout the sweetest of all temptations... taking you back around...
i'm hopin' that this world full of expectations... knocks your soul right back down...
why worry when you know that your nose is growin'... self righteous so you seem...
i'm thinkin' that your stench is so rotten that you should bury all of your dreams but...
you keep thinking that your words are gonna move me but i don't even want to talk to you...
lots of people thinkin' that your claws are gonna ruin me but don't you worry baby i'm not always who i seem..
don't love me... don't touch me... don't push me... i'm only in the video...
don't hate me... negate me... don't rape me... i'm only in the video...
you're prayin' on my weakness and fear of failure... makin' me small and numb...
you've locked me in a cage filled with my own nightmares... you've made me act so dumb...
be careful 'cause i'm risin' up from the ashes... one day i'll beat you down...
be careful 'cause my music is my salvation... i'll find strength through its sound but...

Discography

Captain Freak, CD (2005)
Lunatic Binge, CD (2009)