Okay okay, i know you (you being the two people that visit this page) have ALL been wondering whats going on with AteOlf Hitler's Nipples.. Well folks, quite a bit.(if you condence it into 9 months) After two years, two line-up changes, a new direction, and lots of meat.. the Nipples are back! kind of.. so i guess you would like to know how all of this came to pass?

sit tight boys and girls, it's gonna be a bumpy ride.

John

Anyways, i think we all here at BHR get sick of being one with the nippocular and decide to move off somewhere and be cool and never come back.. well, it was john's turn. In september of last year, (1998) he left out ranks to persue a degree in (don't quote me on this or anything) Computer Science, in the sunny metropolis of Atlanta, GA (Georgia Tech to be exact, hunt him down and KILL KILL KILL) where people are better than us, we don't hear much of Sir John lately, but we will, that is we'd better.

(Yes, i know this is the person from the Clears, but i'm wanting imagery, damnit.) Kathryn's chapter is a short one, due to apathy and fear of losing the Duke of Rocktiteus, aka. John. we decided it would be really cool to have a female guitar player. Because she was still in highschool at the time and the fact that we couldn't work her into a practice, and.. well, you get the point.. we had to let her go due to some legal and creative strings.

(He's the devil because Jacques rhymes with rock) Our newest cog in the clockwork of the last great Rock'n'Roll machine, we picked him because of his subtle stage banter and the ability to speak in the ancient code of spartan (He gets cred because; hell, he's Jacques.. what are you going to do?) all in all, a fine addition.. he really gets into his work. and we love him man.. peace, pot, and avocadoes. d00d.

Robert

(Big and Beefy) One of the two that held the whole thing together, this big hunk of Grade A man meal. has been seen rocking heavily and playing it straight when the cops get his stash. his mild mannered look is unbeatable, and he has a great rack, i give him a 10.

Paul

(Shown here after being attacked by a mime) The other guy, he who jiggles the handle on the perverbial toilet of guitar noire. Yes, this is the fellow who was there, in the middle of it all, when the roof came down and the heads fell off the cattle. This man, who, without complaint, painstakingly brings the fruits of his loins to code. i'm going to cry now.

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And if that isn't shocking enough

Those of you that have actually been keeping track of us these past years may be concerned with the "closeness" of Jacques and Robert. As you can see here, the rumors are true.