Roots of Resilience: From ages three to seven I lived in Covelo, CA. right outside The Round Valley rez. in Medicino County. Where the Pomo, Yuki and other tribes the government shoved together like mismatched puzzle pieces. As a child to hippy parents I was also was one that didn’t fit anywhere. We breated the same air and saw the same mountains. This was my first exposure to life’s injustices.
At seven, we moved to Colorado. My parents-still hippies-bought me cheap sand paintings and a Kachina doll from a gas station off 160. I kept the doll in my room for years. That’s when I first felt it: not the art, not the colors-the mystery behind why anyone would make something so beautiful just to leave it in the desert. That doll started my obsession with Native mysticism. No lectures. Just quiet questions from a kid who didn’t fit anywhere-yet somehow fit right there.New Jersey in my teens: lakes, towns, roads with Indian names-Hackensack, Raritan-like echoes from people who’d been here forever. Early 20s in Florida, the Seminoles were right down the road. And the Plains Indians? I’ve followed their art, collected a few pieces. It’s not casual. It’s like… I can’t unsee it. And Blood Red Sky is where I finally said something. #NativeAmericanHeritage
A True Friendship: When I started Methane, I met Bobby Steele-the Navajo Rambo. Native American actor, radio host, metal guy with zero chill. We clicked instantly: same sick jokes, same dark laughs. We poke each other about our teams, he bleeds orange, I bleed black and silver. And when it came to Blood Red Sky? I could trust him to be honest with me. So he became the cultural advisor: every symbol, every line, he made sure it rang true. Couldn’t have done it without him.
#BobbySteele #MetalFamily
Symbolism in Blood Red Sky: In Blood Red Sky I wanted the lyrics to hit like a war drum-one beat for every tribe that had their land stolen, their kids taken, their stories buried. But then it turns: that same drum becomes their heartbeat, still going. Because survival isn’t quiet. It’s loud. It’s metal. #BloodRedSky #KeepTheSpiritAlive
Fanboy Moments: Huge shoutout to Blood Feast. Back when I was sixteen or seventeen in Jersey, Kill For Pleasure was non-stop on my CD player, my friends and I just worshipped that album. They were local gods. I even shared a stage with them once in Parasyte opening for them at Ramapo Valley College, eighty-seven or eighty-eight-total thrill. And years later, Methane played with them at Rage of Armageddon Festival in Brooklyn. Full circle. Then CJ Scioscia drops a solo on Blood Red Sky. Dreams you didn’t dare dream.
#BloodFeast #FullCircle
Uniting Voices: Blood Red Sky is more than just a song-it’s a battle cry for resilience and hope. With my friends, with Bobby, with CJ, with every riff-we’re making damn sure those voices don’t fade. It’s an honor. Let’s thrash together. Keep the spirit alive.
#KeepTheSpiritAlive #ThrashMetal
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8. Favorite venue/show. Little Devil in Tilburg, Netherlands w/ Nervosa and Warbringer. Hung out the night before we played there and had lots of fun with the people there and of course again on gig night. I really love small metal clubs with stickers on the walls with a real underground feel. Oh yeah Jägerbombs!
4. Favorite movie– Alien Covenant
