On the seventh day God rested.

And yeah... It was all really fucked up. Things had gone wrong beyond recognition.

The time had come. Time for a lifetime of Baditudes. Are you ready out there...? We are your new religion...

The apocalypse is closing in. And so are Baditudes. It's a band. It's a way of thought. It's a lifestyle.

It's that punky, high-charged stuff you've always dreamed of hearing. The noise, the driven energy and the pure stench of rock 'n' roll that you know that you want. That you know that you need.

It all started out in december 2005. And it's so very, very basic.

You know: Four guys, a couple of guitars, a very simplistic drumkit and the finest Fender bass from 1966 that you could ever dream of laying your eyes on...