Kain Ethos Vinosec started out as Robert Smith. Wait, I still am Robert Smith. Yes! It is an auto-biography bitches. Let's get started.

First off I am not THAT Robert Smith. Y'know, the emo one that everyone knows and loves. I'm the other one. That one that you wish you were. Let's start back at the beginning.

I've been drawing since I was a kid and I have always sucked at it. No big surprise there. I just don't have the talent. Doesn't mean I don't enjoy it though.

Musically I started when I was about 13. A friend of mine had interested me in music as he was just starting out as a guitarist and before you knew it I saved up and bought a bass guitar. No amp though. The bass didn't last long for soon it fell into a state of disrepair from my amazing talent of tearing things apart to find out that I have no clue how they work or what those green plastic things with all the shit sodered to them happen to do. But, come Christmas that same year my mom bought me my first electric guitar which I managed to NOT take apart and instead began learning on it.

It was an Austin Stratocaster and it came with a very small Marshall amplifier. Both were worth their weight in gold as far as I was concerned. The first two songs I remember learning how to play (thanks to being taught by the friend I mentioned a paragraph ago) were Wipeout by the Safaris, and the intro to One by Metallica. Soon enough my love for Metallica would overtake me and I'd be learning how to play songs like The Four Horsemen, Seek And Destroy, and the all-time shiz; Enter Sandman. Immediately after I got the guitar though my mom decided that lessons might be in order and before you knew it, I was taking lessons from the most amazing guitarist I've ever met, Hugh M.

I'd end up taking lessons for literally FOUR years. Best times of my life perhaps. I learned worlds worth of musical knowledge and I improved greatly. Still though I was mostly content to just sit around and play Metallica songs all day long. My repertoire of Metallica is HUGE. Seriously. I can play like, at least three songs off each of their albums. Pafoofle.

After the lessons kinda drolled to a stop I ended up taking more lessons from my guitar teacher's grandson, Allen M. That didn't last incredibly long but it was a lot of fun and I managed to learn a lot from him as well. Different techniques especially come to mind. But, after the learning process ended my life ended up going in different directions and low and behold I ended up in Arizona for about three months. It sucked and it sucked hard, but that is where I got the inspiration (with the help of Anne G., The Firey Goddess) to write my first song: Personage Of A Paradigm (which can be heard on +255).

Soon enough I went back to Oklahoma to a homeless life and a world of chaos. Then I ended up in a house that I had lived in when I was 13 in Chelsea, same town as my guitar teacher and whatknot. It was good times but alas I could not afford to stay there. While I was there however I ended up finding out about a school that was next-to-damn-free for Native Americans up in Kansas. I also wrote the original versions of Baise D'Esprit, Fire Burns, and several other tunes which I have since forgotten while living there with my friend Shawn L. and consistently visiting friends Scotty M. and Holly P. Also, Shawn L.'s brother Zack... Um. Whatever his last initial was. Anyway, Zack visited quite often too. This was probably the last time I'd regularly hang out with my friends that I grew up with.

Before I left for the school, in December of 2003, Shawn L. and I made it into a studio a number of times ran by John L. and ended up recording the first, horribly rough drafts of Personage Of A Paradigm and Baise D'Esprit. A really nice note however, is that the night before I left, I ended up getting a hellacious send-off from my friends. It was a night I'll never forget because cows were involved and well... I don't want to say anything else. As a side note, I haven't heard from Scotty M. in awhile because he signed up for the military. Holly P. moved off and got married I'm told though I haven't heard from her in ages. Shawn L. recently had his second child and Zack is just not doing so great. I've omitted some friends for certain reasons. Memories that remain hard to recall. But in passing I must note Brian C. and Austin... Um. Something. Yeah, those guys rocked. There is also another person I'm taking care not to mention because she was literally a hell upon my life. I'm just going to call her Gold as a bit of a pun on what I used to call her. Also, I recall she hated gold. So, yeah. Fuck her. Four years I knew her, four years I... Yeah. Fuck her.

So then I went to college at Haskell Indian Nations University. My first few months would be met with loneliness and awkward abandon. Afterwards I would meet Jon B. and Saint Drizzew. My life was changed forever. Jon B. was another guitarist. That's sort of how we met. He just barged into my room one night and said "What's up?". Saint Drizzew was his friend. They went to high school together or something. I forget. Anyway. Jon B. would end up leaving after our second semester. It was during that semester that we were introduced to Nate B. though, and that was a plus of sorts. While at the school I ended up working on the school newspaper, quickly becoming its Chief Editor and using that as a whorish way to earn money. This is where I started drawing comics. They were GOD AWFUL. But they made me food money so the hell with QA.

Eventually we'd meet another party member, Pureshadow. We became roommates sharing an apartment in the ghetto of Lawrence. Then in 2006 I'd find the means to record my own music and I'd begin working on crap. In 2007 however, I'd start recording The Nightmare Battles. I'd also relocate into an apartment with Nate B., Pureshadow, and Saint Drizzew. This is pretty much where I'm at now. We're at the end of 2007 and so far things are going well. I'm working on my fourth and fifth albums and I'm single, 23 years old and jobless. Things couldn't be better.

One more sidenote is about my writing. I started writing somewhere around my second or third semester of college. I rocked at it. My teacher said so. I've always been creative, it's only now that I can find ways to let it out. Let it out all over your faces. Mmmm.

One last shout out to some important friends... Siderico Voltaire I've known for who-the-fuck knows and have conspired on a number of ideas with. We're always coming up with the next best way to steal your money. Brooke L. or Brookermoth as she is currently known I've also known for who-the-fuck knows. She used to run a Final Fantasy website about the music of the games. Aside from the music itself, she is the one to blame for all the Final Fantasy music based inspiration that I've got goin' on up in here. I'll never be able to repay her for it either. Well, her and Nobuo Uematsu (composer for the vast majority of the Final Fantasy games). And last but certainly not least there is Yosh W. and Pearl... Um. Fuck. I can't remember her last name or initial either. Anyway. They both rock to the max. Also in passing was Daryl Y., Kyle G., Dan FUCK! My ability to recall last names is seriously in question here. Dan was cool though. That's enough. I'm just gonna ruin people's names if I try to keep going. PEACE OUT YA'LL!