GUEST BLOG: SKELETONWITCH GUITARIST SCOTT "SCUNTY D" HEDRICK — SNOWBLIND

Greetings and hails to all you heshers, punters, punks...thrashers, stoners, and sperm-donors or anyone else who fucking loves metal! This is Scott (a.k.a. Scunty) from Skeletonwitch and this is the first in a series of posts from the road on our current tour with Job for a Cowboy and The Red Chord. Tonight I'm writing from the backstage of Club Underground in Reno, Nevada. There's cheap light beer, tortilla chips a-plenty, and I'm told by our manager that prostitution is legal in the state of Nevada. Oh the luxuries of being on the road!

To be honest, just the fact that we're here is fucking great. I now realize that driving all over the Sierra Nevada mountains in the middle of January does not top our list of best ideas. Skeletonwitch live in Ohio and we are no strangers to snow, ice, or freezing temperatures. We aren't, however, used to strapping chains to our tires at 7,200 feet above sea level with five foot walls of snow on the sides of the roads. Talk about some fucking permafrost! Luckily Nate and Chance are mechanically inclined enough to build us a new van out of duct tape, copper wire, and unused condoms, so properly installing chains on the one we already owned wasn't too much of a problem.




After we realized that we weren't going to die, or even worse, miss the show, we started to have fun and enjoy the scenery. Along the way we passed Job for a Cowboy who threw us a mix of devil-horns and middle fingers as they were chaining up. The Red Chord, by a long shot, had the most interesting way of battling the snow. I shit you not, hulking Red Chord front man Guy Kozowyk picked up the van with his bare hands and drug it, trailer attached, 35 miles through snow and ice while his band mates sat inside drinking hot cocoa. I wouldn't believe it if I didn't see it with my own two eyes. Speaking of eyes, Guy also shot laser beams out of his that melted a clear path in the snow in front of him. Truly outstanding!

"Before I forget, I would like to thank everyone who came out last night to the tour kick-off in Fresno. It was a fucking killer start!! At this point, I better sign off, as it's almost time to take the heavy metal stage. I'll check in soon, providing we don't get arrested for buying beer for the dudes in Job for a Cowboy!

Shred 'til you're dead,

Scott and the 'Witch