We are Freelance Mourners...
…and everything keeps dying on us.
Places, ‘scenes’, bands, pets, people-who-you-thought-were-cool-but-then-turned-out-to-be-n
ot-cool-that-made-you-question-the-concept-of-coolness-in-th
e-first-place-and-thus-your-place-in-the-universe-or-at-leas
t-your-street, stereos, relatives and madeinchinasortaiwansandjustthrowitonthescarheapwiththeafore
mentionedfriendsandturntheplanetintoatoiletgoditssofuckingde
pessingwhenyoulookatthebigpicturesoletsnot...(Gasp)
So anyway we decided to make something, to give man-birth to a band of men type of two man band thing.
And here we are.
We’re a work in progress but we feel we’re progressing and maybe even progressive.
We are available for gigs, ironic gestures and macho posturing so get in touch, even if its just for a hug.
Devolution (guess who?)
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