A band that never was
I was in a three piece studio only band named Sephiroth in the early 90s (there are currently six Sephiroths out there a 20 second Google tells me so we may have needed to change the name at some point.) We did a demo and - via a mate who knew a bloke - got it in front of EMI in New York of all places, who gave us the feedback that it was fundamentally good but needed solos and a vocal in the first half of one of the songs (where I forgot to fade up the vocals, whoops. I couldn't afford another top grade C46, I was that skint. It had to do.)

Since we were doing the industrial thing that was quite popular in the early 90s hair metal solos were never on the cards but as it turned out that didn't matter; the two guitarists started getting into some extreme right wing bullshit, including some NF/C18 stuff and the mentalist ramblings of David Irvine, Holocaust denier and all round weapons grade bellend. (Have you ever seen the photocopied leaflets and internal pamphlets/magazines from those groups of the time? Both shockingly hateful and light bendingly dense. They did try to get me interested. Ah, no ta.)

Obviously when this came to light I walked away and left behind the chance to be in a wave of copycat bands in the Ministry/Godflesh vein, probably signed for my soul to a label that signed us so no-one else could as was the standard at the time. Bullet dodged or top grin missed, I'm not sure. I am sure that neo-nazis can go fuck themselves though. Cunts.
( Fathter Puddytat Kill Kill dat widdle boid is mine on, Sun 4 Oct 2015, 18:35, 1 reply)

Bullet dodged, definitely.
If my only opportunity for being rich and famous were to join a Neo-Nazi group, I'd rather be poor.
( .Yeti. El amor en los tiempos del cólera, Mon 5 Oct 2015, 9:31, closed)