A splash of New York glam with motor oil under the nails...triple mix of cornbread, volume & humidity. Songs containing both notes & beats.
Staff comprised of pretty boy want-to-be's. Yo! Yo! fronting hillbilly heavy metal cutting like detergent on the back of the throat. Disco embezzling helter-kooky sounds...stabbed through the loins with sugar boogie intensity.
You got John Fuller shredding like an elephant on meth... good for a yodel and a muted harmonic.
Stomping, slapping time and most sensibly creeping-with-the-beat is Robbie Stephens. Filter for the lame, Robbie can be as retractive as a mule. Icy Jihadist Jim Troglen still prefers vinaigrette to ranch. Spitting tricky when he can get a mic, he also serves as Fuller's ax duty comrade.
We're talking James Hall, out there bellowing most. James can sing like a girl and display a range of emotions through a number of wind, key and stringed instrumentation...known for instigating parties.
Roman Glick is responisble for thud/thud as well as "lite AM" vocals. Roman likes to sprinkle in sheet-metal savings with his morning java and has hooligan constitution.
Incorporated as PLAYER/KOMMANDER, you will notice that they have a "/ " or "slash" in their dubbing. Often known as "THE" PLAYER/KOMMANDER and sometimes referred to as PLAYER/COMMANDER, when spelled in the proper Kings English.
The associates as well as the musical staff themselves are most giddy that you are viewing "said" world wide web destination.
PLAYER/KOMMANDER has a sonic gathering featuring 13 tracks that as a collective will be referenced as..... "ON THE EVE OF ABSOLUTE GET DOWN."
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