All,
I don't think for a second that anybody actually reads or even visits this page. But if you happen upon it in hopes of finding out when we'll play Trophy's next, please make a note that we've hung it up as a band. To give all the gory details, things were said, glass bottles were broken, throats were unsuccessfully slashed, and then we cried and cried. Afterwords, we just decided that instead of trying to continually kill each other with sharp hunks of broken stuff, we should just hang it up and call it good.
It was quite a ride, and there is no bad blood between the members. Since I can't figure out how to delete this blog, it'll stay up until I can figure it out. Until then, you can enjoy music that only probably 3 people in the entire world have ever heard, watch video of my groinal area and guitar solos, and find out what we think of softcore pornography by watching the videos. I think we'll still have music available for download at our Bandcamp site, which I think we're also having trouble figuring out how to delete. So get it while you can!
Keep on the lookout for me, your old buddy Andy, in other projects that seem woefully inappropriate for my aimless, willy-nilly style of guitar shredding. Because, after all, I've never been in a band where incessant wanking was the right thing to do, and I don't intend to start now. It's much easier to just ruin somebody's music by transfixing them with blind technical prowess.
Excelsior to you!
Yours,
Andy
(Ex) War Bells
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