New Tryptophan Album: Deathly Gardens, coming July 28th

Tryptophan is pleased to announce our new album, "Deathly Gardens" arriving July 28th. We will be performing that date at Staten Island's The Full Cup to kick it off.

The album features 20 songs that we have been working on for the past 2 years. Alex Armitage, who recorded our first album "Fadt" just about 15 years ago, and was Ron's bandmate in "Cannibal Overdrive", provided the recording and mixing.  Providing the artwork is Rebekie Bennington. 

“Deathly Gardens” is an abandoned amusement park in a strange post apocalyptic landscape, inhabited by individuals with mutant abilities. Melodic folk, metal and pop anthems tell the  chronicle of god like being named “Glow”, and his encounters with other strange denizens on this barren world. A twisted funhouse mirror to life in modern America.

This album is our first to be recorded in higher sample rate audio, and its the best sounding record we have made to date. The song list is as follows:

1. Opening Credits
2. “Parents”
3. “Lady Captain”
4. “Walk ‘N Talk”
5. “Glow”
6. “The Stare”
7. “Caution Tape”
8.  “Scars and Stripes”
9. “Over The Soup”
10. “Legal”
11. “Deathly Gardens”
12. “Slow Disasters”
13. “Inauguration”
14. “Decree (Poison Part 3)”
15. “Manly Mann”
16. “Patch”
17 “Seed”
18. “Disasters”
19 Time and Space
20. End Credits

"Deathly Gardens" features

Frank Cavallo: Drums, Percussion, Voices
Ron Hill: Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards, Bass, Percussion
Steven Pepe: Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards
Nick Purpura: Bass, Guitars, Percussion


Artie Kitchen: Vocals
Joseph Brancato: Percussion
The Melonfarmers: Vocals (Brian Haley, Jill Pitarresi, Eileen Pitarresi, Pete Pitarresi, Tim Ledwith, Nicole Graci)
Brooke Lyn Davis: Vocals
Ralph and Sophie Pepe: Vocals

Tryptophan.12.3.2011 Live At The Full Cup

Here is a monster line up featuring Frank Cavallo, Ron Hill, Artie Kitchen, Steven Pepe, Nick Purpura, Will Schalda recorded last year at the 1 year anniversary of The Full Cup, Staten Islands finest live music spot.

Tryptophan Live 5/5/2012

Buenas Tardes Amigo (Ween Cover)
Is A Feat
A Nice Boy
Voice On The Phone
Lady Captain
Spider-Man (Marvel Comics Cover)

Cannibal Overdrive: Eat Your Friends

Staten Island Hardcore: Cannibal Overdrive: Eat Your Friends: "In 1992 the out of work Purple Pie Man .. found himself alone, and unwanted, the berry patch girls having grown up and having no further need for their friendly foe. He found him self traveling abroad, and found himself on a tribal beach, where he observed a strange ritual by native tribsmen.

They were having a fishfry,put were placing the fish in strange jelly. He watched as they gained all kinds of strange abilites and superpowers. Using his berrybirds, he snatched some of the jelly. Taking it back to his hidden labratory, he isolated the properties of the substance, and was able to encode the jelly into a computer code, and within the code all that would come into contact with it would swear allegience to him.

He unleahsed this code on the then newly emerging internet. The virus was code name "Cannibal" but it quickly ran amuk, into overdrive if you will.

The symptons were all found in the name, if one caught the Cannibal virus, they would quickly turn on their friends, and pursue a seemingly selfish agenda, a agenda that was actually placed subconsciously by the Purple Pie Man. Little known to the Pieman, he was actually unleashing a newly empowered Satan.., fresh from a 500 year vacation outside of our dimension.....

One of the test subjects of the Pieman was the child molesting vagrant known thru the land as Stinkbox. Stinkbox main mutation was an abilitys was to wander aimlessly thru the town eating left over slaw wherever it was found. Stinkbox was actually the antichrist, but was too drunk on cheap wine to do much about it. He soon rejected the control of the Pieman and sided with even a worse villian, the terrorist Toad.., who made Bin Laden look like Bambi.

Together they fought the gravity defying children of the valley of the sun, who used sound and light to bend the laws of this plane of reality. At heart the Toad desired to control the sun and make all the world at hot and barren as his beloved desert. Stinkbox steals a shriking ray from the pieman and blasts and robs the Toads terror funds.

He flees and trys to buy himself a new identy to hide from both the Toad and the Pieman, and is almost tricked and turned to liquid by the all knowing and mysterious Waterfly. His color changes, and he realizes he had all the time he needs, to conquest man and eat slaw. .."-From The Book of Mugwah

"The History Of Music" is going to be my virtual online boxset, drawing from my archive of old musical projects. Staring with Cannibal Overdrive seems like an easy one.

Cannibal Overdrive (1992-1995) was my first band that I would play shows with. The band was founded by Mike Runner and Dan Reitz, who drafted me, and then I drafted Alex Armitage, who was a frequent musical collaborator of mine. We were joined by vocalists Rebbecca Rupp and Eileen Donlon.

The music heard here was recorded by Alex, on old school 24 track 2 inch tape, my last experience with that medium. We made demo tapes which we gave out to friends or sold at "Our Music Center", the finest record shop Staten Island ever had. The individual tapes were called "Eat" 1993 (the first 4 songs here) and "Your Friends" 1994 (the rest). Artwork by Rich Dimaio with help from Alex on Eat. -Ron Hill

Tryptophan: Fadt 1998

Tryptophan began in 1996. Originally, it was just me and Cannibal Overdrive drummer Mike Runner. The songs on our first proper cd were originally released on a dreadful Ron Hill solo tape called "Fadt", the Tryptophan cd is a supersonic remake. By the time we recorded this cd, Mike Runner had bowed out, and the ongoing line up featuring Frank Cavallo, Nick Purpura and myself had been established. This cd was recorded at "God City" (aka John Lisa's house) by Alex Armitage, mastered by Howard Rappaport at Sony Music. It includes guest appearances by John, Stapes and Mike (of Muddfoot), and Liz Heim (of Cradle).-Ron Hill