Saint Christopher Webster

What is the purpose of FREE SPEECH if we are afraid to use it?

What is the point of having rights that we don’t use? Art has been raped under the idea that we need to sell and profit, instead of challenge and inspire the person consuming the product. Our schools are more like dysfunctional factories then sanctuaries for critical thinking and intellectual development. We value conformity and comfort, not heart and uniqueness.

THEY have the wealth: the oil companies, the media, the bullshit music that they play on trashy commercial radio, the abortion that is the education system, and the catastrophe that is the health care system. The notion of upward mobility for people like me and the fairy-tale once known as the "American Dream" is, and always was, a lie.

The only way to combat our strangulation of freedom and the mockery that has been made of social justice is to KEEP MAKING INDEPENDENT ART. I speak for some of us when I say that their attempts to brainwash us with their garbage media and entertainment have failed. The trash food and contaminated environment we are forced to live with have not dimmed our spirits. The rising prices of all things necessary and the wealth gap have fueled the fire that burns in our soul, not extinguished it. They can take everything from me (which they pretty much have) but I REFUSE to be silent. I will never appeal to their bogus authority or power.

This is, and always will be, music FOR THE PEOPLE, BY THE PEOPLE.. The album "LAST CHANCE AT FREE-DOM" is built on this premise. It is constructed under paradigm that the vast majority of us are FUCT. Backed into a corner. Fighting a battle that has long been lost… Instead of compliance, we meet this adversity with opposition… Forever SPITTING IN THE FACE of all who tell us to be silent and obey.

This is our last act of civil disobedience; making muzik that is not, and never will be, intended to please or profit from. Instead, it is meant to do what real art is supposed to do; make the person consuming it feel and think. These are very dangerous notions that this hyper conformist culture has tried to beat out of us… Let them not succeed in taking that from us.

Punk FUKK’N Rokk
This music has taken me across this enormous, dysfunctional, beautiful, fuct up country of ours for years now. Until my guys from Montana started getting behind me, I had no real support from anyone. I had no label. I had no booking agent. There was no commercial media or press agent. And of course, terrestrial radio is never going to back this shit.
So, it was just my songs and the highway. “DIY” as the punk rock snobs say.

During those long, lonely drives I’d have my headphones cranked up to ten. At some point, something occurred to me on one of those long roads I was on: Why is everything I want to crank up 30 or more years old? Dead Boys, The Stooges, Misfits, Motorhead, Dead Kennedys, Black Flag, The Sonics, Fear, MC5, Stiff Little Fingers, Agent Orange, Millions of Dead Cops, Minor Threat… Compared to that shit, nothing today has any kind of balls.

I asked myself why wasn’t there any band putting out that kind of noize today? Then I had an idea: Why don’t I do it? That is where the sound of LAST CHANCE AT FREEDOM is rooted. You can teach notes, but you can’t teach heart. Desperation and starving for your music gives you an edge you can’t buy, sell, or repackage.

ON THE PERSONAL SIDE- The struggle: Am I good? Or not?

I was hanging out with this girl between relationships a while back. She was very bitter to me when I told her I couldn’t talk to her anymore do to the fact I had officially found a girl who I was going to be committed to, and had indeed, fallen in love with. She said something that has stuck with me: She said the reason I do the social justice work I do with homeless, poor, and abused youth and families is to “feel better about myself” because I am “a horrible person.” Unfortunately, she’s at least half right.

I have pretty much let everyone down who has ever loved me. I have embarrassed my family more times than I can count. I have cheated and had affairs in the past. I’ve struggled with addiction. I’ve had a history of violent, reckless behavior. My life is one long story of fucking everything up.

HOWEVER, over the last 10+ years I have worked in corrections, human services and education. I have help hun-dreds of homeless families and youth receive shelter and permanent housing. I have helped make sure kids with NO FOOD didn’t go hungry. I’ve made sure that COUNTLESS poor, homeless, and migrant children have not been bul-lied by a flawed, ridiculous education and human services system. I’ve helped get kids into school that otherwise would not have been enrolled. I was appointed to the Governors Commission to combat Human Trafficking, have presented at national conferences, and general been pretty successful on a professional level at my carrier.

This begs the question: A “bad” person doing good things? Or, a good man with problems? My answer: Neither. Yes, I am a fuck up. I’m also real good at the work I do, which helps society as whole. People want to compartmentalize “good & evil”… The fact is there is no GOOD & EVIL. It’s all a quagmire. However, our small little brains try to rationalize one of the most irrational things in the world; human behavior.

Nonetheless, to this day I spend much of my time trying dealing with REGRET AND GUILT for my flaws and my actions… That woman was right: The big reason I do the work I do is because it makes me feel like less of a piece of shit. Either way, underprivileged families and youth benefit from the work I do. So I guess it’s okay?

ON THE MUSIC SIDE - The work my brother Ben did on drums made this album.
It had been over 5yrs since Ben and I recorded the last MOTHERFUCK’N SAINTS album. We were very different people back then. Our ideas were different. Our attitude was different. I am pleased to say that we have evolved musically and personally.

Trust me, the attitude of songs like EAT/FUCK/KILL will always be in my heart but I honestly don’t want to be playing that at age 50… In my opinion, LAST CHANCE AT FREEDOM is far better representation of who we are now and better chronicles the struggles we have had.

You can go to www.themotherfucknsaints.com and read the back-story of where Ben and I come from. Just know this: I would rather have him drum for me than ANY ROCK’N’ROLL DRUMER on the face of the planet. One rea-son is because I truly believe, and this is considering the obvious biases, that he is THE BEST. The other reason is that if you play with someone as long as we have and have been through so much shit together, you know what the person is going to do before it happens. This album is probably more of a MOTHERFUCK’N SAINTS bastard child then a SAINT CHRISTOPHER album. I can’t thank my older brother enough for his dedication and talent.

In addition to that, I owe all my friends who played on this album an enormous thank you. As I said before, without the support & talent of those around me THIS WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE….

Aaron McCoy: Recording, Producing, Mastering
John “Honeyboy” Turner: Blues Harp
Sam Packard: Fiddle
Josh Hoyer: Saxaphone
Oscar Rios Pohirieth: Traditional Mexican/ Peruvian interments
Billy Cook: Lap Steel
Dan Infecto: Recorded the steele guitar on “RIDE” out in Seattle (February, 2013)
Ben Webster: Drums

Nebraska. The CONSERVATIVE life.

The wrong people have hijacked our country, and I want it back…. Here is life according to me: You should have the right to: Vote, get an abortion, own a gun, marry anyone you want (even if the have the same genitalia), get a FREE AND EQUITABLE education, not die on a couch of a heart attack because you can’t AFFORD the bill (like my Dad almost did), decline military service for bullshit wars that kill innocent people (which they all do), not have to live by antiquated puritan Christian beliefs that you don’t believe in, strike and stand up for your labor rights, protest and question our government, die on your own accord with dignity, hold corporations accountable that spew toxins into the environment in the name of “de-regulation”.

I am convinced religion has done more harm to the world than drugs. Many factors have brought me to this con-clusion, however, none more than a key event that happened when I was a senior in high school. In 1999 Ron Brown came and spoke at Malcolm High School. For those who don’t know, Ron Brown is an assistant coach with University of Nebraska. Even though this team is not any good anymore, college football is “king” here. Therefore, everyone associated with the football team get away with whatever crime or infraction they commit (including criminal activity such as assault, DUI, and rape).


ANYWAY, the old ball coach got up and said disparaging, hateful remarks about Jews, Muslims, and anyone else who didn’t “believe that Jesus Christ was the lord and savior.” He proclaimed to the packed gym that you were going to HELL if: you were gay, drank, smoked, did drugs, had premarital sex, had an abortion, didn’t go to church and were not Christian. Guess we’re all fuct, huh?

I sat through the whole hate speech to make sure I caught every word. At the end, I stood up, walked to the middle of the isle that was made in the gym, looked this man straight in the eye, and turned around and walked out. I was THE ONLY ONE that walked out in protest, and when I proposed to write a rebuttal in the school paper I was denied the opportunity. It was a profound moment in my teenage life.

Guilt and fear are very powerful, dangerous weapons. Both of these components are key when shaming young minds into following irrational causes, such as fundamentalist religious ideas. The irony and hypocrisy is that Christianity preaches love and tolerance, yet at the same time condones hate toward people who don’t believe what they are in-structed believe “as it says in scripture”