| Description: |
Absurdity cannot be strived for -- in life or lyrics. Rather, it is the result of inspiration, lack of restraint and, often, psychic communication with long-extinct Earth-roaming creatures. Lack of sleep and limited supplies of sanity often help, too.
Add in some guitar, iffy vocals and maybe a melodica and, yeah, that's pretty much what I'm going for here. |
| Group Members: |
Me. Jon. Playing stuff. Maybe with other people. But probably not. They don't want to play with me. Or they do, but I don't want to let them in my place. They track mud all over and for some reason always manage to spill Cheetos I didn't buy in the fish tank I don't have. |
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