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About Us
Drinking stopped. Travelling began.
Thoughts were given, and time was taken.
Cronenberg, Lynch and Fincher were watched, absorbed, and negated by Winterson, Kricfalusi, Kierkegaard and Klee.
Something coalesced and songs began to form.
Then two people met beneath a deluge of Kafka, Kerouac, Cave, and Kundera, and a Clash-inspired freak-out occurred one bleak black autumnal morning.
"This has to be brought to life!” he said.
And here it is: physical; visceral; volatile and vital.
Give us paradox, dichotomies, tensions and conflict. Things need to be defamiliarised...