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The Otherside

People who have love. We love them. But that ain’t what it takes to love us. You must love darkness and fuzz, and red wine, and beautiful people, and the word filthy, and hot dogs with shrimp salad, and lambretta rides, and guitars with pedals, and more red wine, and anthems with huge obvious endings, and people that care, but bands that don’t,
and dogs, and champagne cocktails, and books with the last page ripped out, and
dylan’s pub, and long words that make you sound smart, and short words that make you sound smarter...


and cooking food, and drummers, lots of drummers, and stella artois, and spain, and dancing, with all of your body moving at once, and late nights, and early mornings, and cheese, which reminds you of more red wine, and vintage cars with leaks, and forgetting names but remembering faces, and old furniture, and fashion, especially shoes, and cold foggy weather, and moving forward, and spray painted t-shirts, and islands in the south pacific, and bleedin heart tree huggin liberals, and irish whiskey, and curry fries, mmm that sounds good, and delay pedals, and making videos, and cold pint glasses, working hard at hardly working, and never ending lists… of things…

Daniel – guitar – dancing – hot dogs w/ shrimp salad
Marc – bass – cooking food – ripping out the last page
Michael – drums – working hard at hardly working – islands in the south pacific
Stephen – vox/guitar – champagne cocktails – forgetting names but remembering faces

 

The Otherside has played shows locally and in Los Angeles with Gliss, The Stratford 4, B.R.M.C., Midnight Movies, Film School, among others. The band has three EPs, its full-length debut CD Dead Trees, a new EP called Let's Make Out, and is featured on the new compilation Psychedelica.

 

Marc Frochtzweig: Bass
Marc often nods yes but thinks No, I hate you. You’re off-base. You’re a babbling idiot whose mouth should be sewn shut with thin wires, forever and ever. But you being the recipient of these thoughts, not words, continue babbling like a cack-handed chimpanzee – and so the cycle goes. These are what lie beneath each and every bass line.
Daniel Hemmingson: Guitar
Daniel is the movement and fragrance of a tea ceremony. This is why in seeming slow-motion, he will throw a full beer in your face when you mention something to him that is insincere. That is the way of royal Swedish blood. And that is why you will find him caressing his guitar alone in the dark.

Stephen Alphonse Rodriguez:
Vocals and Guitar

Steve would not be the Casanova of the Ghetto without the Spanish ancestry that puts a distant grandfather as Don Alonso Perez de Guzman el Bueno. But 500 years of evolution has him trading the family warmongering coat of arms for a love gun and a pair of Clarks.

Michael Zlatoper : Drums
There comes a time in a man's life where he must park the car or drive the bus. Michael has opted for neither and chosen instead to steer three questionable personalities down a dark alley with no headlights without the slightest concern for his own safety or the safety of others.