Firemen of Death
Dr. D. is the entity behind the lyrics as well as the anger and energy in the music. A true descendant of the legendary giants who once built the dolmens, Dr. D is a graduated authority on saevusology at Helike University, receiving his doctorate in 373 BC. His knowledge on the subject is put to good use when he performs with an infernal energy fueled by vast amounts of alcohol. His feral dance can cause earthquakes and his abyssal voice tears through space and time. These qualities caused the destruction of Helike during Dr. D’s graduation party, leaving him the sole survivor of this tragic event. Apart from lyrics and savage beats, Dr. D also plays the kazoo, jew’s harp and cares for orphaned squirrels and penguins in his spare time.
A very angry accountant who started the project with Dr. D in 2005. Koninglelijk is only in it for booze and women. Koninglelijk is secretly a talented composer with a knack for creative bookkeeping and a gigantic arsenal of talents to boot. He tends to stay out of the spotight, though. That is up until its time to perform his masterpiece, his “flagship”, his ultimate creation. Known by an infernal name not meant for mortal ears, but conveniently translated in Dutch to “Zwangere Aap”.
Koninglelijk is responsible for most, if not all, of the musical scores and the ambient melodies in the songs. Aside from the musical miracles he performs on a computer, he also loves to play his golden harmonica. In his spare time he reads The Necronomicon to little children in the public library.
With The Thing on the barbecue and Kantonnie fighting the battle of the ages against the evil Snowmen of the North, we desperately searched for someone to aid us during our adventures.
Luckily we were saved by a hero whose name is none other than Eimer van Toetinen Blaassen better known as Emmerman! A normal brass band musician by day, a humppa loving, alcoholic bucket-list fanatic by night. He proves himself to be the master of the musical flatiron. Upon asking what he had to add to the phenomenon that is Firemen of Death he replied: “Well…Nothing at all!” and thus he was immediately hired.
So we decided to do real gothic stuff. Which at the time was asking an old dark entity for a minion to aid us. Well….
DON’T EVER ask his highness Lord Cthulhu to bend the laws of genetics EVER!
You have been warned. We did this so you don’t have to.
This chunk of energy stood by our side on our first live gigs. A French pocket-sized Japanese dude from Hong Kong currently living in Norway (you do the math). He can fix laptops with a mallet, he can force a horse/man/thing to deepthroat a king-size carrot and still doesn’t know the difference between a bratwurst and a baguette.
Since he lives so far away, battling angry snowmen in the Norwegian wilderness, its not always possible to have him present at our live gigs. But on those magical, lucky nights, Kantonnie might suddenly appear out of thin air to aid us in our performance.