Trouble troubadours. Mystery musicians. Daring drinkers. Angels? Devils? Cars on blocks outside the barn. Johnny Cash fights an ostrich. This time he wins.
"Cascading down that old black river with eyes to the sky." Monstrous and messy 'post-rock' with hearts on sleeves. I'm in this band. these are the people i love. i am truly lucky to play with them.
Demons exorcises the souls of a hundred old songs into a beautiful, organic and articulate homunculus of pure meaning.Sometimes sly, sometimes soulful, always entertaining. I don't know how they do it