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Dear Unspeakable(I'm Drowning These Robots)
Eyes Like Headlights
Peak position #96
There's No Elbow Room In This Box
It's August and God Has Abandoned Us
Peak in sub-genre #44
We dream only to beleive in something that must not contain a certain sinister bastard hiding in the shadows and crying the name of a policeman gone postal. The ordeal in the chemistry of the network of allegations, makes no difference to any of us...and that goes for our allies as well.
Thats a strange and horrible tale that you the reader wouldn't understand at a time like this.
We do play out...but only in severe weather...see, as aband we beleive in the art of a pick-up truck...and hail and straight line winds make us randy. We play all over the place...Gaslight, Bottleneck, Secret Government meetings, and soon a BBQ joint...and we have also played at partys, which is the best time to play...but only during a full moon...with plenty of strong drink on hand.
We are Gonzo rock...That means as a band we do everything like its our last day on earth...we do what we want...that's how we roll.
This all made possible with a shotty electric problem.
Come booze it up with us sometime.