Soft Wolf begat Soft (Owl)

So I get home the other day and nothing has changed except new adverts on buses. That, and now it has apparently gotten so bad that you can spend an entire week in Chicago going to see a "Wolf" show every single night. All these sucka MCs were spraying Febreeze on their bed sheets while my imaginary friend Roldo and I were recording endless phat jams in a Rogers' Park bathroom under the moniker "Soft Wolf". Years passed fast, and every band that wanted to attempt to make at least a fraction of the money that we here at Soft (Owl) make inserted the word "wolf" into their band name. This virus, while understood for years now, does naught but inexplicably continue to spread. So you know what? Fine. All you dingy crow blowers can keep it. We here at Soft (Owl) don't need it anymore. Go ahead and see how long you can endure riding your ponies down Injustice Lane. Soft Wolf is dead. Long Live Soft (Owl). ............................................................ ................................................... Donc je rentre à la maison, l'autre jour, et rien n'a changé, sauf nouvelles annonces sur les autobus. Voilà, et maintenant il a apparemment devenus tellement mauvaise que vous pouvez consacrer toute une semaine à Chicago aller voir un "Wolf" montrent chaque nuit. Toutes ces sucka MCs étaient pulvérisation Febreeze sur leurs draps alors que mon ami imaginaire Roldo et moi étions d'enregistrement interminable phat confitures dans un Rogers Park dans le cadre de la salle de bains et des clôtures "Soft Wolf". Les années passent, rapide, et que chaque groupe a voulu tenter de faire au moins une fraction de l'argent que nous, ici à Soft (Owl) faire insérer le mot «loup» dans leur nom de bande. Ce virus, tout compris depuis des années, mais rien ne inexplicablement continuer à se propager. Donc, vous savez quoi? Amende. Tout ce que vous dingy corneille souffleurs pouvez le conserver. Nous ici, au Soft (Owl) n'ont pas besoin de plus. Aller de l'avant et de voir combien de temps vous pouvez supporter votre équitation poneys down Injustice Lane. Soft Wolf est mort. Vive Soft (Owl). ............................................................ ...................................................Soft (Owl) was a band featuring several Logan Square all-stars approx 2002. After what was dirty got soiled, Mr. Chauncey ignored the band and recorded the songs solo in a lo-fi environment (read: a sweet Rogers Park bathroom), forsaking all hopes of comraderie amongst his peers. After dark thoughts set in inappropriately, Soft (Owl) was disbanded. It was not until a couple years later when, in the ghost town that is known as Denver, did Soft (Owl) remember that he/it had a pulse and decided to sing songs again. Unrequired bluntness, circular nights, penalties for existence ensued, and songs were born, despite their protests to remain in the sweet state of sleep. As the years struggle on despite what would be considered our best interest, the occasional song, recording, and show is born. The aim is loud, the voice melodic and sardonic, the songs point to the futility of endeavors, among other things. The band is in a rebirth of sorts, so expect more shoddy jams with accompaniment of the inclemental.p.s. if you search dictionary dot com for "inclemental" it provides no results. fuck dictionary dot com.