Rolling in with the museum of the travelling light, under the rusky dusky neon moon. Radiation in sight, music in flight, echoing around the vast desert... Interweaving skulls and worn out souls a mishmash of riffraff for as far as the brain can see. Come one come all and watch the tigers brawl, stealing honey and examining money and counting down the days till we are human again...

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VOCALS / TOM NEWMAN

DRUMS / WILLZ HATCHER

GUITAR / DANIEL "BABSY" BARRY

BASS / TOM KURAS

SYNTH & GUITAR / SCHMIDT