Creation Spawned...

N'awlins is a city where the fish don't sleep and death doth reap, where the sky is green, the Superdome is purple and the streets are paved with gold and pot-holes, each filled with blood and equipped with it's own flamboyant rainbow. This lost soul bare many fruit, and Eve, sprawled beneath the street light, will share it, but only because the Special Man says so, "Let Em Have It." And when God sent forth his angels of destruction to ravage this kaleidoscope culture, they were met by vultures.... and were looted, wings and all. So, in the aftermath of the hurricane's path, a child was born. A hybrid of divine grace and unholy action, Snuff Sugar would bring meaning to the lives of all those at unrest and in between.

Two year veterans of Voodoo Fest's Bingo Parlor stage, and the innovators of Nola's Own rEVOLutionary eMCee Competition: OFF THE DOME, Snuff Sugar continually strives to beat it's own drum, beat it's own path, and beat it, beat it up (if you catch my drift). Formed in the summer in the city in the year of our lord, 2007 this band continues to evolve and push the envelope (nope it's not cocaine).

Enter Alex Price, The 8 Armed Kid, dubbed so for his incredible drive as a multi- tasker and ability to absorb new ideas in the way that an octopus has eight arms and adapts the color of his skin to best suit his surroundings, Mr. Price is a life-long guitarist, music business student, audio and video engineer, pimp and prostitute, friend and ego maniac. We love him and you should too.

Enter Djmc Microphone, The OneSoundVibratoryComplex, dubbed so for his vision of music as a single fabric beyond the reaches of space and time, Microphone brings all things obvious and unknown to the table. Hip Hop beat-smith, audiophile, and lover of defiance, Mic will work his way into your heart and set in on fiya, and not in an ouch I'm burning kinda way, but if your were from here you would know that already.

Enter Norman Spence, The Soul, dubbed so for his brilliant approach to music. Hailing from a place where the streets closely resemble those of New Orleans, minus the Spanish architecture and street musicians, Baltimore Maryland, Norm taught himself to play the keys by way of the learning television themes and later heavily involving himself in the fine art of Gospel/Chuuch music without the need for the restrictions and dogma of music theory.

Last but not least, The Rhythmeister, Howard Doskey dubbed so for his often robotic/drunken master percussive sense, he has perfected his drum stick kata, Howard actually beats the kit in a way that if you close your eyes, it sounds as though he has eight arms. This is the result of his intensive study of beat since the ripe age of 9. Look out ladies!!!

Special shout out to Dustin DiSalvo, the original drummer of Snuff Sugar. Without you, none of this would be possible.

One self titled album in, Snuff Sugar cannot be faded. Currently on hiatus from the gigging circuit, the band is hard at work on it's sophomore effort "Let Em Have It." Paying reverence to the iconic slogan of the late Special Man featured in the ancient television commercials for Frankie and Johnny's Furniture, this album is meant to do just that. Beware of strong grooves, pounding brass-lines, piercing vocals and the finesse of the finer sounds of the keys. Snuff Sugar intends to let you have it, wit noooooo problem!
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