A C I D xx F O R xx P R E A C H E R S
"Acid for Preachers is an experimental journey into the utter weird. What do the songs mean? What does the name mean? What does Anything mean. Imagine if you will, an existential crisis wrapped underneath a layer of imposter syndrome, a heavy dose of crashing reality, and the ultimate and impending sense of doom...Yeah we don't actually know, it's just some shit we made up. Hilarious, right?" - Cody Sadtler
Marven Cody Sadtler, Twenty Four, Cis Male, Launchpad / Instruments, Homosexual
FC: Frank Dillane
Phillipa "Pippa" Rose Miller, Twenty Four, Cis Female, Vocals, Homosexual
FC: Kiana Madeira
P I P P A
Pippa's parents were the kind that worked hard for what they had, rising to the top of their game by any means possible and doing their measured best to instill that same value into Pippa. "You have to show them whose boss." Well, it hadn't really worked on Pippa. Who valued doing absolutely Nothing to doing anything at all. Mediocre grades, barely putting effort into her work, she didn't even attempt to maintain friendships outside of a close few - she would rather be asleep, or playing on her phone, or smoking a metric ton of weed at any given moment. She didn't even date until midway through high school because it was just so much effort, and at the time she just hadn't been aware enough of herself to realize "Hey, boys aren't my thing." Therefore any relationship she ever had was nothing but a drain on her natural resources.
She grew up with Cody living across the street, they were fast friends from a young age and nearly inseparable. For a while they're separate set of parents assumed that they'd wind up together or some shit like that - which Pippa still finds absolutely hilarious to this day. As they both grew up and started to feel the itch to leave home they decided that the easiest route would be to become roommates. Since Pippa had no plans to attend college after graduation she followed Cody, who was attending college two states over.
Pippa always approached life from a sarcastic viewpoint. Facing the hardships of life with deadpan humor and a lack of care. It could be frustrating for others sometimes how much it seemed as if she just didn't give a fuck. Her response to stress of any kind would be to laugh in the face of it - but that didn't mean she didn't feel the effects. She had simply learned to let things roll off her shoulders. The kind of things that were out of her control, or in her control but that didn't make sense to change were simply viewed as necessary evils. She saw the world in muted shades. The foil to Cody's never ending enthusiasm.
Not particularly mean-spirited, but certainly capable of fighting back if fucked with. Pippa generally can't bring herself to care enough to be the one starting fights, but she can certainly finish them. She isn't a particularly angry person either, more neutral even in stressful situations. She tends to smile when she's annoyed, so it's usually hard to tell if she's pissed off or not. Her favorite insults are the kind that come from the mouth of southern women "Bless your heart." Type shit. She finds it incredibly hilarious.
Pippa's parents were the kind that worked hard for what they had, rising to the top of their game by any means possible and doing their measured best to instill that same value into Pippa. "You have to show them whose boss." Well, it hadn't really worked on Pippa. Who valued doing absolutely Nothing to doing anything at all. Mediocre grades, barely putting effort into her work, she didn't even attempt to maintain friendships outside of a close few - she would rather be asleep, or playing on her phone, or smoking a metric ton of weed at any given moment. She didn't even date until midway through high school because it was just so much effort, and at the time she just hadn't been aware enough of herself to realize "Hey, boys aren't my thing." Therefore any relationship she ever had was nothing but a drain on her natural resources.
She grew up with Cody living across the street, they were fast friends from a young age and nearly inseparable. For a while they're separate set of parents assumed that they'd wind up together or some shit like that - which Pippa still finds absolutely hilarious to this day. As they both grew up and started to feel the itch to leave home they decided that the easiest route would be to become roommates. Since Pippa had no plans to attend college after graduation she followed Cody, who was attending college two states over.
Pippa always approached life from a sarcastic viewpoint. Facing the hardships of life with deadpan humor and a lack of care. It could be frustrating for others sometimes how much it seemed as if she just didn't give a fuck. Her response to stress of any kind would be to laugh in the face of it - but that didn't mean she didn't feel the effects. She had simply learned to let things roll off her shoulders. The kind of things that were out of her control, or in her control but that didn't make sense to change were simply viewed as necessary evils. She saw the world in muted shades. The foil to Cody's never ending enthusiasm.
Not particularly mean-spirited, but certainly capable of fighting back if fucked with. Pippa generally can't bring herself to care enough to be the one starting fights, but she can certainly finish them. She isn't a particularly angry person either, more neutral even in stressful situations. She tends to smile when she's annoyed, so it's usually hard to tell if she's pissed off or not. Her favorite insults are the kind that come from the mouth of southern women "Bless your heart." Type shit. She finds it incredibly hilarious.
C O D Y
Growing up, Cody only had his mother to rely on. His father was, at best, a functional alcoholic living on the fringes of their household. There just enough to make a lasting impression, but so far removed that Cody barely even knows how to interact with the man. Their strained relationship is really the reason why Cody refused to go by his first name "Marven," as he was named directly after his father. Whether his father ever felt anything about this or not, Cody never knew, and never would as his father passed away shortly after junior year in a car crash. Drunk driving. The ultimate killer.
Other than that his life wasn't exactly out of the ordinary. He lived his life to the best of his ability and had plans to attend college long enough to figure out what the hell he eventually wanted to do in life. He was always floundering though. Unsure of his place in life. His head was stuck so far in the clouds it was amazing anytime he ever managed to touch his feet to the ground. His best friend Pippa always said he was a space case, too far out. But she kept him grounded, tethered to life where he wouldn't otherwise be.
It's clear that he's got a few hang-ups. Social anxiety, hell, even just general anxiety and a tendency to crumble under stress. If it weren't for Pippa and her never ending sarcasm he probably wouldn't ever get anything done in life. He used to avoid anything 'addictive' like the plague due to memories of his father, but Pippa eventually got him to "Just live a little Cody," and from there on his weirdness only got worse. Weed was great, the kind of thing that kept him from feeling like splitting at the seams. Other drugs, namely the psychedelic kind were even better. It was as if the weird shit that went on in his head was justified while he was tripping. He could let it all out in one go.
The music thing, well, it was just for fun really. But he always felt like it had been an extension of him. A way to express without being verbal about it. A blessing in disguise really. When it started blowing up it felt like a lot of weight had been taken off of him, this was something he was at least moderatley good at. Even if it was weird and nothing about the songs they made had any sense to them - that was the thing, it was intentional. Because making sense of anything just wasn't fun. It never would be. Reality was nothing compared to the distortion of imagination. And that really is what Cody has always strived to project in all of his weird words and mannerisms.
Growing up, Cody only had his mother to rely on. His father was, at best, a functional alcoholic living on the fringes of their household. There just enough to make a lasting impression, but so far removed that Cody barely even knows how to interact with the man. Their strained relationship is really the reason why Cody refused to go by his first name "Marven," as he was named directly after his father. Whether his father ever felt anything about this or not, Cody never knew, and never would as his father passed away shortly after junior year in a car crash. Drunk driving. The ultimate killer.
Other than that his life wasn't exactly out of the ordinary. He lived his life to the best of his ability and had plans to attend college long enough to figure out what the hell he eventually wanted to do in life. He was always floundering though. Unsure of his place in life. His head was stuck so far in the clouds it was amazing anytime he ever managed to touch his feet to the ground. His best friend Pippa always said he was a space case, too far out. But she kept him grounded, tethered to life where he wouldn't otherwise be.
It's clear that he's got a few hang-ups. Social anxiety, hell, even just general anxiety and a tendency to crumble under stress. If it weren't for Pippa and her never ending sarcasm he probably wouldn't ever get anything done in life. He used to avoid anything 'addictive' like the plague due to memories of his father, but Pippa eventually got him to "Just live a little Cody," and from there on his weirdness only got worse. Weed was great, the kind of thing that kept him from feeling like splitting at the seams. Other drugs, namely the psychedelic kind were even better. It was as if the weird shit that went on in his head was justified while he was tripping. He could let it all out in one go.
The music thing, well, it was just for fun really. But he always felt like it had been an extension of him. A way to express without being verbal about it. A blessing in disguise really. When it started blowing up it felt like a lot of weight had been taken off of him, this was something he was at least moderatley good at. Even if it was weird and nothing about the songs they made had any sense to them - that was the thing, it was intentional. Because making sense of anything just wasn't fun. It never would be. Reality was nothing compared to the distortion of imagination. And that really is what Cody has always strived to project in all of his weird words and mannerisms.
H I S T O R Y
It started as a joke really?
The kind made between two super high roommates with a few hours to kill and an inclination towards musical creativity. Neither one of them were particularly interested in cultivating a career out of it of course. It was just something to pass the time. A passive hobby that they sometimes chose to share with the world via YouTube. Half of their shit was obnoxious as fuck, outlandish to their friends and very much the joke it was meant to be. They didn't even have a name for this whole project at first, it was simply what it was - Cody and Pippa sitting in their basement, passing a blunt back and forth, and bouncing lyrics to and fro until they landed on the funniest shit they could think of.
At first they weren't even popular on YouTube, they got maybe a thousand or so views on the songs they put out. But then Cody started getting wilder with the samples he took. Forgoing the royalty free shit and starting down the path of taking sounds directly from life itself. One day, he decided to sample the sound of their cat Princess Butternut meowing non-stop and turned it into the deeply moving and lyrically genius song, "My Cat Is Better Than Your Cat." In short, they took the internets favorite thing (cats) and uploaded it to the internets other favorite thing (youtube) and wound up with a hit that got scooped up by the weenagers on TikTok within a day.
Overnight, Cody and Pippa's song was trending worldwide. It was almost nightmarish. There were no big plans to take it any further than that but then those TikTok weenagers found the youtube channel...and ya know, again it went south from there. Basically, Cody and Pippa both felt it their civic duty to actually do something with this fortune they were being handed. So they dropped a tab and spent a hot 12 hours creating more absolutely weird music and released it in one fell swoop to the youtube channel under the title "Acid For Preachers." Yeah, they don't know what that means either.
To say the least it was a rousing success.
They were signed shortly after to a small indie record label and forced into a more "this is a job now," position than before. Cody dropped out of college, Pippa got wasted and told her boss "Fuck you, Fuck this job, Fuck everyone and Get Fucked" before storming out. The usual....
And yet they still treat it as a joke.
It started as a joke really?
The kind made between two super high roommates with a few hours to kill and an inclination towards musical creativity. Neither one of them were particularly interested in cultivating a career out of it of course. It was just something to pass the time. A passive hobby that they sometimes chose to share with the world via YouTube. Half of their shit was obnoxious as fuck, outlandish to their friends and very much the joke it was meant to be. They didn't even have a name for this whole project at first, it was simply what it was - Cody and Pippa sitting in their basement, passing a blunt back and forth, and bouncing lyrics to and fro until they landed on the funniest shit they could think of.
At first they weren't even popular on YouTube, they got maybe a thousand or so views on the songs they put out. But then Cody started getting wilder with the samples he took. Forgoing the royalty free shit and starting down the path of taking sounds directly from life itself. One day, he decided to sample the sound of their cat Princess Butternut meowing non-stop and turned it into the deeply moving and lyrically genius song, "My Cat Is Better Than Your Cat." In short, they took the internets favorite thing (cats) and uploaded it to the internets other favorite thing (youtube) and wound up with a hit that got scooped up by the weenagers on TikTok within a day.
Overnight, Cody and Pippa's song was trending worldwide. It was almost nightmarish. There were no big plans to take it any further than that but then those TikTok weenagers found the youtube channel...and ya know, again it went south from there. Basically, Cody and Pippa both felt it their civic duty to actually do something with this fortune they were being handed. So they dropped a tab and spent a hot 12 hours creating more absolutely weird music and released it in one fell swoop to the youtube channel under the title "Acid For Preachers." Yeah, they don't know what that means either.
To say the least it was a rousing success.
They were signed shortly after to a small indie record label and forced into a more "this is a job now," position than before. Cody dropped out of college, Pippa got wasted and told her boss "Fuck you, Fuck this job, Fuck everyone and Get Fucked" before storming out. The usual....
And yet they still treat it as a joke.