Info on the Band, Yo.
Last Updated Jan. 5 by Made of Patrick

Made of People is a up and coming rock band from Mesa, Arizona. Our ultimate goal is to become part of the 'local band' scene, play in front of live audiences, and have people like and enjoy our music, maybe to the extent of buying our self-produced albums (I know it's desperate, sue me). Rest assured, though, Made of People releases all of its music online - for free. So, explore around, download to your hearts content, I hope you enjoy what we have to offer.

 If you really enjoy our music, and want to support the continuing production of it, you can always order our music for uber-cheap! Not only do you get our complete works in both MIDI and MP3, but you get to support us and the production of our tunes. E-mail the webmaster for our catalogue and pricing information.

Justin Speaks to the fans of ...Made of People
by Justin Pohlsander (December 21, 2003)
Actually, Sugar Meat Reaction was never close to being our band name. Of course, like all ideas Patrick supports, the name is growing on me and may wind up being a song title... ah, I can see the explicit lyrics label now. Funny thing about band names, the ones I don't come up with suck. ...Made of People? My idea. What does Patrick like? Fish Slap. Fish Slap. Come on people, say it with me, Fish Slap. Why don't we just call ourselves 'Don't Take Us Seriously'? Getting away from band names, let's talk about the greatness of my lyrics. I've been writing lyrics for at least 3 years now, I've written over 75 poems/lyrics. What you're going to see on the lyrics page are the best of the best. Of course your opinion's may differ, but you're wrong. And that's all I have to say about that.

Patrick's Fable
by Made of Patrick (December 21, 2003)
Gather around, kids, Uncle Patrick is going to spin a tale.
In a time long forgotten, there was one place of dwelling for the geeks at Sequoia Charter School. That place was the table, a majestic creature with many myths of its own (not to be explored here). Above all else, the table was the birthplace of ill-minded ideas. Once, on a fairly typical day, one of the fatter table-dwellers spoke out, "Let us form a band!" With this utterance, the table-dwellers rattled and chattered about the possibilities. "What will we call the band?" one of them proclaimed. Then, somehow, despite all the righteous spirits no doubt desperately trying to possess his body to keep his mouth closed, thus prohibiting his mouth to say what it fatefully said, Alphie in his best falsetto belted out, "Sugar Meat Reaction!" Sugar. Meat. Reaction. You people have no idea how close this was to our band name. Thankfully, Justin is an ass, and wouldn't have anything to do with it. As stupid and as stubborn as he is, and as much as it hurts his overall personality and qualities as a human being, this one instance of asslitude more than makes up for anything before or after he will ever say, do, or think. Then we named ourselves Made of People, and the people rejoiced in all the land.

The End ---{@

..or is it?