Black Hole Zion: 2022

Friday, December 2, 2022

New Shirts

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Two new designs courtesy of Sketchboy and Grey Aria design. Head over to

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Wednesday, September 21, 2022

Shadowrunnin' on Empty 2

 Wow!  Critical Hits has released their new podcast about Shadowrun!  It's called Shadowrunnin' on Empty and the theme song (as you may remember) was performed by Black Hole Zion.  You might recognize the parody/cover if you are a Jackson Browne fan, but it's definitely in a different style.

I absolutely love the Shadowrun universe, but never have the time or availability to play.  I listened to episode one this morning, and had a blast learning the history and lore of the fifth and sixth world.  Looking forward to more.

Great job by the folks at Critical Hits, and I'm really honored that Black Hole Zion now has a weird place in the Shadowrun universe.

You can listen right here or in the embedded player below!

Sunday, September 11, 2022

The Cauldron of The Crones

 Wow!  Proud friend moment that I need to share.  My friend, Christopher Epley, just started up his website,!  If you follow Black Hole Zion on social media, you've heard me talk about his writing.  I met Chris through a series of online interactions during the height of the pandemic.  He found our music on YouTube, and we became actual friends once we realized how many things we had in common.  Chris would occasionally send me short stories he had written.  I enjoyed them so much!  Chris is one of those people that can craft a world that feels familiar and also like a fantasy.  I finished each short story wanting to know more about the characters and the world.  I kept encouraging him to write more.  Some of these stories are gateways to a larger world he plans to present in a novel.  Some are not.  I have legitimately enjoyed every one of them though.  If I didn't, I wouldn't be taking up time to write all of this.  

I reached out to Chris and asked him if he would be willing to write a very short story (1-5 pages) for me to feature on this website.  He agreed!  Then, he started writing and it turned into something larger.  What we got was The Cauldron of The Crones!  It's 19 pages of beautiful fantasy writing.  I encouraged Chris to release the full version online and start his own website.  Again, he agreed!  

Chris will be using his website to publish short stories like this for free!  Pretty amazing!  He gave me permission to share the first page of The Cauldron of The Crones here, and I am seriously honored to have such a kind and talented friend.  If you like what you see, you can head over to his website and read the whole thing.  Yes, for free.  No, there isn't any kind of a catch.  He's just a good person.

The text is below.  Chris, if you are reading this, I love you, buddy!  Congratulations!  Live long and prosper.


"The Cauldron of The Crones

By Christopher Epley

The cold wind blew by the Wizard’s face, the comfort that the cool air brought his grizzled face was refreshing. He travels alone stopping from time to time in every town he passes through to restock on supplies or look for odd jobs here and there. He has been practicing and studying magic for decades now, immensely knowledgeable he is a formidable magic user capable of spells in multiple schools with his destruction magic being fiercely dangerous. The Wizard stops and grasps his long dirty white beard thinking to himself “How long has it been since my last hot meal?” he has been eating rations of bread for a week now. That is how long it has been since he was in a town, nowadays he rarely learns the names of these towns that dot the countryside he visits so many. He thinks aloud “Yes a hot meal sounds wonderful now” the thought of warm food in his belly on these cool nights just fills him with excitement. The Wizard has been walking through Wenneford forest a dense wooded area on the northern edge of the kingdom for that week since he last ate a hot meal in the town who’s name has been lost to him. Wenneford forest is massive and once beyond it’s boundaries to the north lies a town, that is where he will stop and purchase sustenance and a bed at the inn. The Wizard raises his staff, the crystal globe fastened to it’s top begins to emit a bluish hue of a glow. The Wizard uses his knowledge of magic to have the staff tell him how much longer before the edge of the forest, it is a mere hour of a walk. Relieved that the distance is not that great he lowers the staff the glow dissipating, he lifts his dark blue hat to wipe his brow, puts his hat back on, takes a deep breathe and resumes his walk through Wenneford forest.

The town’s edge became visible and the Wizard began to fill with excitement, just the thought of warm food and cold ale, no more bread and spring water at least until his return to the trails. He begins the walk into town, as he reaches the outskirts he sees the sign “Fritania, Province of Wolfden, Kingdom of Colkirk” with a small smile he enters in search of the inn. The Wizard makes his way up the road with town folk giving him a long stare, it has been ages since they have seen a wizard come through town. Fritania is far away from the academy of magic to the South and rarely does a wizard venture out this way. However our Wizard is not on official business, he travels alone practicing his magic for those that need it and could afford him. He has become disillusioned with the politics at the academy and the constant meddling of the royal family. The Wizard left and headed North after decades of living at the academy, not knowing what he would find it mattered not to him. Living by his own rules and helping those he deemed worthy not the academy is all that matters to him now. At last he spots the Inn, he walks up to the small staircase just off the main road leading to the entrance, a sign on the side of the entrance reads “Welcome weary travelers to The Gifted Obsidian enter, feast and join us for the night” the Wizard enters through the doorway a relieved smile on his face.

The crowd was somewhat big, a good mix of local shopkeepers, farmers and some guards of the local garrison of the royal army. The crowd was boisterous, it was late in the evening, the sun was but mere minutes from setting. The guards off their shift relaxing, shopkeepers fresh from closing for the night and farmers done with chores for the day. The Wizard calmly walks in and removes his hat placing it on a coat rack next to a mannequin wearing brown leather armor emblazoned with what the Wizard assumed is the local Jarl’s sigil. He began walking to the back of the Gifted Obsidian where the bar is located. The Innkeeper behind the bar was an older man very worn and tired looking but also warm and
inviting. The Wizard walking through the crowd catches the eyes of several townsfolk and the boisterous crowd noise begins to soften as the people notice a wizard is among them, a rare sight in Fritania. The stares never bothered the Wizard, he was used to it and understood that wizards are not a common sight here this far North. He smiled at everyone who caught his gaze, hoping that reassured the people that nothing strange was going on. The townsfolk still curious of the Wizard began to go back to their feasting once he smiled. The Wizard arrives at the bar and speaks to the old Innkeeper."

Tuesday, August 16, 2022

I Am The Liquor

 Our pal, Terry, and the rest of I Am The Liquor put out a really cool EP last week.  It's grungy, doomy, and a little poppy.  The EP is called A Speck of Light, and the guitar sound alone is fantastic, let alone the rest of the instruments and vocals.  These folks have yet to put out a bad album, and I am happy to call Terry a friend. 

You'll recognize Terry's name from the liner notes on our album, The Great Repression.  When I was pretty deep in a pit of depression, lacking motivation, and hating everything I did, I turned to Terry to finish the mixes on that album.  I knew I could trust him when I didn't trust myself.

I'll refrain from throwing out a bunch of band names as what I hear for influences on this EP they just put out because sometimes I think that takes away from the originality.  It's such a good combination of influences coming together from good folks making something original.  The title track is so heavy and trippy.   Damn.  Nice work, folks!

You can check out the album here on Bandcamp along with all of their other releases.

Thursday, August 4, 2022

Shadowrunning on Empty

 It's been a bit since we have updated the website.  It's much easier to push updates to social media, but I know from email that a lot of you folks don't necessarily go that route.  I'll be better about posting here.

I did this crazy weird parody/cover of the Jackson Browne song, Running on Empty, for the Critical Hits Twitch channel and their Shadowrun podcast.

I can't post the whole thing yet because their Patreon subscribers get it first.  I CAN post this little snippet (yes, from IG).  If you are into gaming of any kind, I would suggest you check out Critical Hits on Twitch.  Super cool folks and they are highly entertaining!

Running on Empty (Shadowrun)

It was super rad to sing in a slightly different style than what folks might be used to hearing from us.  Plus, I got to do a ton of synth work.

We are finishing up work on our cover EP as well.  It's got some things you won't necessarily expect from us either.  I got the cover art back from our pal at Robot Tentacle Artworks, and I am looking forward to being able to share that soon.

 Also, here is a ridiculous pic of me and Michael making funny faces at each other. It was a crazy night.  It was Davis' first show, our friend, Amaris, filled in on synth, and before Frank joined the band.  I remember I busted up one hand and both knees because I had all this twitchy energy and was pacing around and just slamming into things.   

 Live long and prosper


the star wars prequels are good