Adema

I got an e-mail from CDNow a while back about a hyped new band called Adema from the musical hotbed of Bakersfield, California. I rolled on the floor. Hey, I know some of these guys (by reputation at least). A commercial DJ on bass, half-brother of one of the guys from Korn (I need to dig up some of my LAPD photos one of these days-- but I thought they sucked, actually) and a drummer from the local legends Cradle of Thorns. Talking to a friend back in Bake-O, he tells me that these guys were deal oriented from the start and didn't gig together at all until the money was there. Yeah, the town is a musical hotbed— a hotbed for hype.

"After clinching the deal with Arista, the band members retreated to a cabin in northern California for the intensive writing sessions that yielded the material for their debut album." Yeah, that's the ticket— money first, create later. Kris is a nice enough guy, and a pretty good drummer as I recall. But the hands in the pants gesture isn't a mistake; strokes are the main thing that matter in the "Bakersfield scene".

The hype just cracks me up. "Coming together in the same Central Valley breeding ground that spawned bands like Korn and Videodrone, Adema is the most buzzed-about heavy rock sensation of the year." Heavy like a root canal. Heavy like a hate sandwich with no meat. None for me, thanks. I got enough of that attitude when I lived there. At least they don't have a misspelled name. Kris has a short haircut and a lot of tattoos now, but I'll bet his focus hasn't deviated much from the old days. Hey, everyone enjoys a good wank. But does it merit an audience? If you visit the site, be sure to look at the fan videos. Hey, you guys RAWK. Yeah, we want to give the youth of America what they want. As long as they pay us first, so we can laugh all the way to the bank.