Bonded By Blood Involved In Van Accident
Pomona, California, thrash act Bonded By Blood are OK after wrecking on the snow-covered East Coast over the weekend. That’s what happens when you California bands come to our neck of the woods — you see snow and fucking freak.
According to bassist Jerry Garcia, “We were on our way to Trenton, New Jersey and our trailer took us for a spin on the highway. We had a great gig last night and we were happy to finally get into the groove of things. Unfortunately, everything has come to a cold and dreadful stop.”
Garcia says he was driving the van “on our way to New Jersey when we suddenly skid across the road and nearly hit a wall. Unfortunately, our fucking trailer flipped over and broke off the hinge! As I was driving down the road, the weather kept getting worse and worse. It was very difficult to see outside of our windows and the road was becoming one big sheet of ice. I could see the light from my headlights reflect off the pavement. I slowed down because I was afraid we would hydroplane.”
He was driving 40 miles an hour, two hours out from the venue, “listening to the song ‘Chase The Wind’ by our friends’ band Holy Grail on my headphones when suddenly I realized that our trailer was on a massive hydroplane completely adjacent to us. I kind of freaked out because I was afraid it would smash into the back of the van where [guitarist] Juan [Juarez] was sleeping. I laid off the gas, and as soon as I did, the trailer pulled the van and caused me to lose complete control.”
The van missed hitting a few cars, the center divider of the highway, and came to a stop three feet from a wall. “It was a surreal experience, to say the least. Everything happened so fast and my actions seemed automatic as if my instincts just kicked in and I did whatever it is I did behind the wheel without thinking about it. We will probably have to miss a few gigs until we can get back on our feet again and get some form of transportation for our gear. Our trailer is fucked beyond immediate repair. We will have to leave it behind and find something else to haul our stuff in. I just hope that our gear is fine and nothing was destroyed.”
On a parting note, Garcia said: “Fuck you, snow, you can’t stop us!”