Kevin Powell Vocals, Sound, Shaker and Keys

Kevin's mastery of music began when he was but a wee child. In elementary school, it was the fish and recorder that ignited his passion. Not long after, he attended his first guitar lesson. When the teacher asked if it was anyone's first time, he was too shy to be the only kid to say yes. His first guitar lesson would thus be his last. He later took on the challenge of piano. Making it past the first day was a huge accomplishment. With a series of lessons under his belt and his confidence regained, he dropped his rebound instrument and began searching for the next best thing.

It's not completely clear how it happened. Did it find him? Did he find it? Did they have too many of the other more popular instruments and he just got stuck playing it? The one thing for sure is that junior high is where he met the trumpet. After a few years in band, which included a couple football games, track meets and a solo piece at a band competition; high school came calling. The newer greener possibilities where unknown... and so he bid ado to the trumpet.

High school is where he really found his voice. After being wrongfully suspened from school for public display of affection, he and his best friend started what they referred to as a punk rap group (due to the short, fast, caotic nature of the raps they spit) named PDA. Alex Diestelkampf (a.k.a. Mobie) and Kevin (a.k.a. Dill) pinned a number of songs, the first of which was entitled "Castle Bitch" and was dedicated to the teacher that got him suspended. PDA never rapped anywhere outside of their bedrooms and no known recordings from that time exist. There may, however, be a 5.25" floppy disk out there somewhere that contains all the PDA lyrics ever written. Possibly hidden in a copy of Leisure Suit Larry.

Fast forward to 2000. Kevin meets Todd while working at an ad agency. After seeing a number of shows, he eventually becomes a regular at Trucker practices. His participation expands when be begins to run the soundboard. After a brief Trucker hiatus following the departure of their bass player Ben Fired, Todd and Kevin seek a new creative outlet. While recording massively overproduced phone voicemail messages, they stumble upon greatness. This greatness takes the form of a group they call Good Luck Human. Their first single, entitled "VD Blues", received mixed reviews. However, it was a masterpiece in their minds and they forged forward creating nearly a dozen-and-half songs; most of which were conceived during live drunken livingroom concerts, and sparked by improve direction from the sometimes equally drunk audience.

How the Magic is Made

Voice of an angel, Remo Egg Shakers, and Yamaha keyboard.

PDA Song Lyrics

Castle Bitch

Don't wanna see it in the hallway! That's what the bitch'd say... I just tell the ho to save it for a rainy day... that's when I'm feelin' down... I fill her head with lead and putta six feet unda ground... What's up with this attitude? Where's it comin' from? You're just jealous cause I'm not fucking you and you're not number one. The truth is I'm fuckin' you, but it's a mind fuck. It's a lot betta than stickin' my dick up your butt. Just the thought of your cunt make my dick sick. Even more than watchin' a homo porno flick.

Dillin' It

Everyone here and the PDA possie are Dillin' it. When you enter the room hot air is how you're fillin' it. You just killin' time tryin' to bust a rhyme, but your lyics old and outta time. You're just a no good rapper and that's the bottom line. Outta the darkness of you I begin to shine. So, step back jack and shut your flap. You're about as bad a hole in a jimmy cap. But, I don't wanna get into that cause that's bad news. So, you betta shut your trap before your body becomes a bruise. You think the day will come when you're as good as me? I'll tell you straight up man, that's a fantasy. I'm just sayin' to you so you can see, that hell will freeze over before that day will be.

PDA Is In Effect

PDA is in effect! And we're not jokin'. We take the best of the rappers burn 'em up and smoke 'em. We keep the rhymes to the times and keep 'em neat. But when our digits hit your faces... ah, the music's sweet. When we're through with you, we're standin' tall. And clenched tightly in our fists are your bloody balls. When we speak of you, you know who we're talkin' to. We're talkin' to all the rapper groups who think they're cool. But that ain't the truth... the truth ain't right. When start to rap, you already lost the fight. Now PDA stands for Public Display of Affection... all the ladies out there listen to these words that need no correction.. So you can make a mental connection about my enourmous errection. Step one, you can suck my dick... you can suck it... lick it... or just play with it... Step two, you can stick it in your cunt. Fourplays okay, but don't make it a treasure hunt. Step three, now that was easy. Doesn't take much of me to please the ladies. If you ask the women, they'll all agree. That number one in bed is what I'll always be. So, if you're ready... take off your teady. And again you'll see, we'll make history.