The story of Thrash-head is a tragic one. It is a tale of lost innocence, unimaginable terror, and bloody vengeance. It is with this warning I dare you to proceed!
Born on January 6th, 1983, Thrash-head came into this world as Arnold Mark Hablewitz, the only son of a middle class family in Rockford, Illinois. His childhood was plagued with cruelty, not by his family, but by the ones he spent his days with... the other children of Rockford¹s private school system.
They teased and they tormented the little boy, and they made him suffer unimaginably, these vile little children. The majority of them saw tragic childhood deaths... various accidents that could not be linked. One was ran over by his father's truck right in his own driveway. Another drowned in the river. Two more burned to death in their own home when it caught fire. Still another drank lyme, for he believed it was the green-colored fruit.
Yet, Arnold seemed immune to the curse, and no connection was ever made. Then, by the powers of metal and the forces of will, Arnold gained the power of brutality through music, and he assumed the name of... THRASH-HEAD!
Guardian of the heavy, conqueror in the name of the brutal, destroyer of teeny-boppers! His quest, to rid the world of evil top 40, expose the lies of pop culture, all the while defending us from his arch-nemeses... Britney Spears and Justin Timberlake!
Yet armed with an arsenal of Skinlab, Nevermore, Slipknot, and Dimmu Borgir CDs, his trusty H.R. Giger posters, his magic dragon tattoo, and his 18" high Evil Dead action figure, Thrash-head will always prevail! So when it seems as though Hugo Boss and Tommy Hilfiger are everywhere, and thus inescapeable... call out, to Thrash-head!