Everyone may be aware of the Underground Railroad that hides beneath the busy streets of downtown Dallas, but most of you are not aware of the madness that has lurked beneath: the following is based on a true story.
On a hot summer night in downtown Dallas Texas, 2 members of a 10 year project known as Livid Rage ventured thru the streets discussing new possibilities, when out of the darkness sprang a small framed man. The man introduced himself as Dr. Kuku and presented the 2 with an opportunity to make some money and at the same time help him with an experiment at his laboratory. He promised them $200 For 5 minutes of their time. They discussed and agreed they could use the money. So away they went with the Dr. leading the way. Little did they know the Dr. was no Dr. at all, but an escaped mental patient 10 years prior from the county hospital. The couple was taken down a long dark path underground as the lunatic cackled uncontrollably. As they entered the dim lit laboratory they encountered 3 more musicians also looking for a new project, the 5 discussed how the odd little man had approached them with a proposition of a quick $200 bucks. Then like a bolt from the blue the little psycho emerged from a door, they were each presented with a vial of liquid, the vials were full of glowing green liquid and the smell was horrible. "Money's on the table, yours for the taking, now drink," exclaimed the mad man. Each member drank the liquid and one by one fell out on the floor. Little did they know they had just drank liquid derived from specific DNA. To 2 of the musicians he gave DNA from the lightning quick, ferocious, Great White Shark another received DNA from a rabid howler monkey the other two received snake venom from the deadly black mambo tainted with a hint of nitrous oxide. Falling to the floor one by one no one is quite sure for how long they were out but when they came to, the crazy little man, the money and the lab had all vanished. Feeling their way down the dark corridor a small glisten of light from an outlet at the end of the tunnel, it was a VENTT to the upper streets of Dallas that set them free. They emerged adrenalized and anxious, for something great was around the corner and they all could feel this new rejuvenation running through their veins. YOU figure out who got what!!!! Of course this is all a fictional account except for the Underground Railroad part that is true! But this was much more interesting than just saying Time bomb Karmen on Vocals, Riffmeister's Matt and Troy on guitars, thumpin John on Bass, and Fred on Blistering Drums, are pursuing a new project and VENTT is its name. So welcome to the official web site of Dallas Texas' best kept secret VENTT!
