After a night of hard partying a unicorn gave birth to an insecure boy with a hatred for society, but a love of music. As the boy grew up, he realized the only way to fight back the powers that be was with rock n roll. He searched far and wide for potential members of the band that would help him set fire to the world. He heard tales of a dead guitar player buried underneath a live volcano. After some time, he found the fabled volcano were the guitar player laid to rest; the boy proceeded to dig him up. The guitar player, annoyed that he had been awoken from his slumber grabbed the guitar that he was buried with and vowed vengeance on the world. The boy introduced himself to the guitar player as Tito.
The guitar player simply said, "They call me Short Bus". Luckily for Tito, Short Bus knew of a bass player. "They call him Stevo, but last I heard, he was quarantined and left isolated on some desert farm in Weatherford because of a high dose of radiation he received while swimming off the coast of Japan", Short Bus explained.
Tito inquired, "He worth it?"
"Hell yeah he is!" Short Bus said whole-heartedly.
Just like that, they hopped on a freight train headed west. They found the farm on the outskirts of Weatherford and knocked on the door. A lone dusty figure opened the door with a slow creak and a sidearm at his hip. Tito and Short Bus opened their mouths, as if to begin asking the lone figure if he would be interested in starting a rock band, but before a sound could come forth from their parched lips, the lone figure spoke. “Y’all here to make light of the paranoia of the masses towards the unknown?” They nodded.
As the three guys walked back to Fort Worth, a storm began to brew, a storm unlike any of them had ever seen before. The winds blew hard and angry. The rain came down like sheets of lead and out of the sky fell a giant twister. It left a trail of destruction and tore homes in half. Out of It dropped a guy named Matt. He picked himself off of the ground and said "What a hell of a ride!....what are you guys looking at? Is my hair ok?" We introduced the newly formed band as "Rome i$ Burnin" and we explained to Matt Twista that we were going to set the world on fire with our music. A mixture of punk, metal, grunge, garage, and a splash of pop to be infectious, luckily for R.i.B. Matt Twista was a drummer and looking to make some noise.
The story of Rome I$ Burnin isn't great or grand, but a perfect mixture of luck and determination, of talent and practice. Bring on the freak show!