A black and white photo of five men standing in a row, dressed in fashionable clothing with some wearing sunglasses. Overlay text reads 'The Calgulists', with 'The' in gray and 'Calgullists' in pink.

The rock 'n' roll band, The Caligulists!, were formed on the same day that the great Campo gave wisdom to the world. 

It was this day when the first atom had decided to become human, which of course was long before the life and death of any of the members of the Caligula family clan.

Here for, The Caligulists!, were formed not by the sheer will of the musicians, but by destiny. 

Sergei // Vocals, Guitar 

Our comrade, Sergei Borislav Deniska Caligula, is the scourge of the Soviet Union. When he drinks, he likes to get as bent as the soviet sickle and is harder than the hammer than crosses it. Known in some local circles as The Silver Fox and The Crimean Cossack, he has an affinity for open button down shirts to show off his gleaming chest hair. He is often found sporting a Superman hair curl and swooning ladies and men with his liquid, silver tongue. This "Red Son" enjoys pumping iron (and ladies), FPS Russia, Motown, knitting and the art of Kancho (or what some may call, "goosing").

Ari Von // Bass, Vocals

Ari Von has dined with kings and upon their queens. He's brought sweet sounds to the ear holes of many, making them pant with delight. Without the thundering tones of his four stringed axe, the world would never understand true power. Ari Von is one of five, hard as a rock and ready to corrupt your girlfriends.

Federico // Guitar, Vocals

Federico, born in Italy, arrived on a boat and was raised in Brooklyn. Growing up on a steady diet of pepperoni and cocaine pizza, he one day stumbled into a venue and saw The Caligulists. Ernesto put down his guitar and began incoherently rambling into the microphone about The Midnight Rambler. Federico hopped up on stage and picked up the guitar. No one questioned this and he's been a member ever since.

Jeronimo // Drums

Jeronimo the Pounder hails from the deep nether regions of Spain, using his own nether regions to spread the gospel of rock all around the world. A founding member and permanent fixture within the group, his sweat is considered an aphrodisiac. He uses his thrusting and pounding prowess to leave you with a permanent gimp in your stride and a heightened understanding of how to properly use stain removers. He also plays the drums.

B-Dubbs // Guitar, Vocals

Full of mystique and vigor, B-Dubbs found his way into and inside The Caligulists through the divine intervention of Campo. Having lost himself to corporate America, The Great Campo exposed himself to B-Dubbs, bestowing upon him the enlightenment of sex, drugs and rock & roll.. Now with his 6-string path laid out and the ladies laid bare, he's here to take it to the next level.