Wednesday, August 29, 2012


After 8 years, 4 small records, 1 big record, and a couple of tapes, Kim Phuc is calling it quits. Surely you, the 3 people reading this(Hi Mom), are wondering in a flabbergasted self narrative "why would they walk away from such wealth and accolades?" Well Mom, the answer is; this shit stopped being fun.

Playing in this band was a great experience on all fronts, and from making friends to crafting our musicianship we all grew in this opportunity. Nothing in the real world is going to replicate the feeling of blowing away whatever limp wristed flavor of the month band would decide to tour through Pittsburgh in a hatchback with combo amps. I hope the drive to the next city was fun, stuck for hours with the realization you were embarrassed by some yokels in a band no one talks about, from a city no one goes to.

To look at us, one can easily see that it is a miracle we get dressed in the morning. Obviously we owe some thanks to everyone that helped us accomplish all this bad ass shit we've done. Enormous thanks go out to: Jensen and John from Iron Lung records, Timmy Hefner, Greg Daly, Mikey from Dear Skull/Mindcure records, Darius at Criminal IQ, Fat Rich and Jay at Parts Unknown, WALLS, SLICES, Bomba, Jeff Gentle and all of our gf's/wives who put up with with us being in this band.

We are going to do one final show, which will be announced somewhat soon. There will be no reunions, represses or post humus releases after that. Thanks everyone and sorry for the tinnitus.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012


Up until now, you've bought all the bullshit we've passed off as music, or maybe you just downloaded it. Ok, let's face it, you never listened to this retarded band, but thanks to the 5 of you that feel sorry for us pretend you are paying attention when we play but you are really just thinking about that time you got to fingerbang two girls in one night back in high school. It's cool, we understand. Now you can put your money where every suicide girl's hands have been, right in our fucking pockets. We have new shirts for sale. Designed by fellow mutant Bill Wehmann

this is what they look like:

These are $12 bucks ppd. They come in black as pictured, and beige with black ink. Both look sick as fuck and will let any and all mutants know that you are down to get shitty. We also have unearthed copies of the Weird Skies 7" that we are selling for $6 ppd. We'll sell both for some awesome deal like $15 dollars together. How's that grab ya fuck face? You can send paypal monies to burnedtotheground at Any questions about this stuff, please email us goldenhappiness at gmail. See what I did there? If you do not live in the US, do not try to buy our shit.

Monday, January 23, 2012

We are playing the following sick as fuck, punch yourself in the face, get fucking amped up on rockstar energy drink and get your best friend's girlfriend pregnant when he goes to the bathroom, shows in the next couple months. If you do not come to these, well, you are a fucking loser or maybe just busy. Probably a loser.

Ceremony //
The Rival Mob //
Hoax //
Kim Phuc //
Gods and Queens //

$5 advance
$10 day of show

Le Poisson Rouge
158 Bleeker St
New York, NY
5pm doors // 5:30pm show // All Ages

Psychic TV
Kim Phuc

Johnny Brenda's
Philadelphia, PA

Sat, March 24, 2012
Doors: 8:00 pm / Show: 9:00 pm

Monday, December 26, 2011

Record release show

Here is the info for our record release show. We are renting heaters to make sure The Shop is warm enough for everyone not moshing.

SICKOIDS (philly)
RAW BLOW (pittsburgh)

January 6 2012 8pm
The Shop 4314 Main Street Pittsburgh, PA 15224

Friday, December 16, 2011

Hey this is what a record looks like

A handful of mentally ill people and one guy that could have been a model had he been born of bluer blood, get together and form a band. The band puts out a single for their upcoming lp every two years and then the lp finally drops, just as the bottom begins to fall out of the band. Then a bunch of chubby men in their mid to late twenties post on a message board asking how many copies of this record are on white vinyl. Then Ted Leo tweets about the record being for sale. Then the girlfriends of previously mentioned band members think "who the fuck cares about these idiots? they can't even deliver food from the plate to their mouths without fucking it up."

Here is the pressing breakdown for Copsucker

1000 total
100 on white vinyl
900 on black
some of the black may be swirled as the company did not clean out the machine when they switched colors. If you have a swirled record that looks cool, why not post a pic of it here? You can be part of this too, y'know?

I'm going to post a pic of the t shirts we have for sale, because that is what real bands do, they fucking sell shit.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Time to rewrite your top 10 lists of 2011

Hello music listeners, we are happy to inform you that you now must revise all of those carefully crafted "best of 2011" lists you dipshits care so much about so that you can go ahead and put our new lp COPSUCKER on the very top of that shit. Shouldn't be too hard, just write it at the top and change all the other numbers. Easy. We would like to thank the hard working gents that do Iron Lung Records for putting this out. First hundred of this beast are on white vinyl. Go get it.

We will have details of our record release show posted in like 2 hours, so chill the fuck out and wait.

Go here to listen to a preview and then buy this. We all have bills(gambling debts) to pay.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

total gambling losses for the year to date- $387.00

So since the last time we updated this bitch the following have happened-

Iron Lung Records is putting our lp out.

We played a bunch of shows in Pittsburgh to the same hundred people, over and over and over.

Jaromir Jagr signed with the Flyers. Why would you do that? Think of the children Jags.

TFP finally sobered up from our last night in San Francisco(two year hangover).

Rob is skinny now.

Now that the lp is in the can, we are moving onto a concept record called Boobs Of Spanish Weather, which will be about an unemployed guy that falls in love with a Telemundo weather girl and learns spanish, goes to school for Meteorology, then moves to Miami to court this fine piece of Latin American tail. Anyone interested in buying the movie rights to this blockbuster story should get a hold of us PRONTO. Shit will be off the charts and make Avatar look like a film school assignment.