By Kai Wada Roath
Ambassador of Confusion Hill and host of the Super Shangri-La Show
It was just recently that my friend Beerwolf went on a He-Man hoarding mission, and, strangely enough, at that same time many miles away, I too was on a similar mission, staying up foolishly beyond the witching hour reading the back stories of Zodac, Stinkor, and Man-E-Faces till my eyeballs were melting from my head. Was there some diabolical scientist zapping test beams down on us from a secret Russian space station for us to have parallel thoughts of these 1980's super-sword dude cartoons entering our brains? Why is there now a Orko toy on my dresser, starring at me every morning? Why do we keep seeking out rad junk to stuff in our garages!? Why me? (Also, great Question Mark & the Mysterians song.)
I believe it was soon after this semi-spiritual Grayskull awakening (or Soviet Satellite Mind-Seed) that Beerwolf gave birth to his new band, The Kommies. This birth, was much like that of when Zeus had his head split open and the goddess Athena jumped out of it in full armor...totally awesome. Listen to this music worthy of those Gods up in Olympus that wear Chuck Taylors with holes in the soles.