Discalimer: This is a very old photo. I'm not nearly this thin, and that trenchcoat was stolen about 15 years ago. Also, who goes around just crouching on chiars. Pretentious, right?
Disclaimer: Aww, look a puppy! Taken around the same time as that lie up above. It's fun looking at old pictures though.
We like creating stuff, mostly audio, but definately stories and music.
As of October of 2022, Ashkon has completed music school, and aquired a silly amount of recording equipment and software. I have been trying to get published with my writings for years with no success. Together we've decided that this whole emerging field of podcasting might be something we could do. And to make that work, we'd do a little rebranding, or at least, expanding our brand into a production company, Gentle Fracture Productions.
We're not sure how far this will take us, but we have plans. And microphones. Those should come in handy.
Ashkon D. Stone & Nathan. D. Tucker
Fans of N.I.N. Nirvana, and Weird Al. (The list is obviously much longer, but this provides range.)
Ash and I have been friends and bandmates for nearly 30 years. We met in (of all places) a southern baptist church, where Ash taught me how to hold a bass guitar. We played occasionally for services, but mostly messed around and wrote silly songs. We called ourselves Purple Fish.
During this time, we learned that drummers live up to their reputation as being unreliable, that garages have a hard time powering 3000W speaker systems, and we finally discovered the technological marvel, the drum machine.
We eventually changed our name to Red Tear Shed (once misread as Rip Tear Shred, which honestly is a pretty solid name) and embraced the Gothic Industrial sound that we admired. We also swore a lot.
Moving into the late 90s, we played shows all over Southern California, popping circuit breakers, deafening crowds (very small crowds) and terrifying bartenders that their booze would vibrate off of the shelves. Our performance crowning achievement? We played the Whiskey A Go-Go in Hollywood. (And had to pay $50 that we didn't come close to getting back.)
We stopped doing shows by the early 2000s, but kept getting better computer programs that allowed us to make better and better music. We renamed ourselves yet again to Edible Clowns & The Gentle Fracture. (Ash has a thing about clowns, and I was the Gentle Fracture.) Our first two albums came from this time, neither of which were mastered. Though we did get the opportunity to write music and the score for a movie, Awaken the Dead. We even have an IMDB entry!
By 2008, we'd moved apart (quite literally, Ash moved to the Bay Area, though we still talked once in a while), and I began to loose interest in the whole music thing and turned to writing several novels that nobody wanted. But Ash kept chugging along. He continued with Edible Clowns as a solo project, and formed other projects, Teufel Klown and Diabolic Disciple (which broke up due to "creative differences." (Don't do drugs, kids.))
Then, at the end of 2019, Ash's niece introduced us to the music publisher, Distrokid. Ash convinced me that we should finally put out all that old music that we'd worked on together (at least the stuff that was remotely presentable). We had so much fun putting it together, that we decided to take a stab at something new. Not to mention, politics, global warming, the decentigration of society, the disbelief in science, and finally, a pandemic. We had plenty of stuff to sing about. Also, lots of really cool programs and sounds to play with.
This was the moment. To embrace this new sociopolitical music, we shortened our name to simply, The Gentle Fracture.
--Nathan D. Tucker