Now you can add the Catalyst to that tracklist.

Somewhere around midnight in the arid Southwestern desert, there is a trail of light leading to headlights on a lonely van blazing along the highway. Rust cakes the paint job, one tire has a slow leak and the transmission is a little busted but that doesn't stop the ship from sailing. The sun-glasses sporting driver, subdued from a hard day of grilling out and drinking rodeo beers, pops that magical tape in. The opening guitars of "Panic Dont Panic" by Richmond, Va.s The Catalyst squeal abruptly into existence cutting ear drums as if the noise contained within the speakers are finally being let loose 20 years too late. Our driver floors the gas and all is well with the wildlife and the wind.

Caught somewhere between Alfred E. Neuman's "What, me worry?", "It!"s all good, dude", and "Now I got a machine gun. Ho Ho Ho", The Catalyst showcase rock music's less serious side but don't be belied that they don't seriously rock. Floors have been known to bend and belly under the impressive weight of two drum sets and three full stacks for the bass and two guitars. And thats before the drunken mob of a crowd staggers in bleary eyed and confused as to what time in the morning it is only to witness a inspirational set from one of the most positive pissed off bands around today.

The Catalyst writes the aural equivalent to surfing a wave of trash high-five-ing your best buddy in one hand with a joint in the other on your quest to get a fresh pizza. And that's we way they'll always be. They came to rock because Why not? It's a Thursday and tomorrow's Friday!The Catalyst have joined another Richmond band, Brainworms, to conjure up a split 7" record that should evoke the sweaty dirt-rock that both bands are well known for on the East Coast. East Side vs. West Side? It doesn't matter as long as you get hip to a record thatâ ¬!"s worth the 4 bucks you got working a half and hour.

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