We all caught the same disturbing disease. The pocks first show on the back of our hands, soon enough they cover the body. We left earth to burn. Our mothers are Mammoths, we never knew our fathers, Maby they chose not to know us? Maby they just liked the booze a little to much!
We come from South Wales and are not so proud of the fact, rather indifferent really. We all turn up to play, write, rehearse to see what would happen.
What did happen was a soup of green, pea soup-like substance. Something you could feel more then hear. I suppose it was bound to occur....
We don't like brass or people with the letter "C" in thier first name.
