Justice Rules! (the "!" is part of the name, but this site will not allow for it) is made of everything in the universe that has a coefficient of friction, and even some of it that doesn't. But more importantly, its one dude, his room full of instruments, and all the monsters in his head making songs about all things relevant to life, love, meaning, and cats.
This is the age-old
Fable Of Justice...
"Justice Rules!" is primarily a one man band "composed" of Justice McAwesome. He and his band of Freaks, Robots, Psuedonyms for himself, monsters, and more Idiots now travels the world making what Obscure Music Magazine calls "....... errr..... well........ its something alright......... It’s like, if you took Steve Vai, made him suck, and placed him in a small room with a four track recorded and an Ibanez Prestige with intonation issues........ or something" But, how did Justice get his starts? Well, read on and find out..................................................................................................................................Yes, I am aware that this is a rip off of the end of a chapter of Ethan Frome....................................................................................................................................but I don’t care......................................................................................................................................
Justice (who’s true last name is unknown due to a combination of amnesia, poor labeling of European babies, and something to do with glue, bacon, squirrels, and batteries) was found on a stormy night outside the home of an old couple in Luxemborg (does it even have any cities?!?!). At a young age, he took an interest in music, and sang to the native animals. One day, he was attacked by a rogue meerkat and permantly lost his ability to speak. After his "family" was killed (coincidently, by a DIFFERENT meerkat), he was sent to Lichtenstein where he lived in a small Kazpu (a type of "dojo" for the Swatizantan form of self-defence ........ don’t bother looking it up, it doesn’t exist anymore, although Justice still practices his own form of it). While there, he took up playing the lute, until his was devoured by an air conditioner-gone-wrong, at which point he took up guitar. After being hunted for his book about the corruption in the the city of Vaduz’s library policies (called "Der Hundehaufen am Vaduz"), he was sent to America to begin a new life. Having no "American" skills and long, luxorious hair, it was was unable to find a job and had to sell his OTHER lute for food and lodging. Finally finding a family to take him in, he received a guitar (well, two) and began making music with the rag tag group of musicians he found at environmental protests, libraries, bingo nights, soda machines, and Barnes and Nobles in New Hampshire.
I would like to play live..... however, I don't really have a band at the moment, at least a real one made of solid sentient beings that are capable of playing instruments..... but I do enjoy playing shows.
Nature, movies, Fountains of Wayne, my cat, rain, the colors green, blue, purple, gray, and black, Death Cab for Cutie, Fall of Troy, mythology and general folklore, the Flaming Lips, Jesus Christ Superstar, Sigur Ros, satan, the number 11, Nick Drake, Steve Vai, Daniel Johnston, Elvis Costello, and a bunch of other crap I can't think of.
I use whatever I can find..... I have 3 electric guitars, two acoustics, a melodica, a brand new violin I haven't recorded with yet, tables and chairs, pickle jars, a laptop, a synth, a chord organ, and one or two other keyboards, along with a bass and some other junk.
I am sound..... eat me, or feel the wrath of the second dimension of time.....?