Hierarchy of Nuts

Three men gathering what other men spilled...Rummagers and finders, fingers and results: dipping into a can of mixed nuts, celebrating the best of crunchy, diversification in material. Stopping to chew only when you unearth the salty sweet, knee-deep in the immediate gratification of this over that. The story is a simple one, gather 'round and hear: while still presiding as head master at the Norton School of Industrious Artists, located directy west in Ponch Trio, Nova Scotia, Billy Parker overwhelmingly blew off scholastic scrutiny to play guitar accompaniment for contestants who had gathered for the Annual Airline Logo Brushoff, but the distraction it provided got him run off from that spot by the Board of Rectors. Unfortunate, but life goes on. Simultaneously, Keith Goodwin decided that while preserving the natural sponge known as the wetlands (shouts out to the benthic community, ya'll), he would also soothe hearts and minds by adding a bottom line to the groove of the top floor. He left his true loves, both the stringed hearth of the number 6, but more importantly, his nightly watch over the area's loons. Meanwhile, Mark "Mrs. Peacock" Wall continued his entrepreneurial rise in his chosen vocation of keeping it real in fantasyland. A true working-class stooge. But in the table of contents of this all too familiar story from the book of his life also appeared the chapter of when he began to exercise his hands and feet only, count to four several times in a row, hit it and quit it. Converging in a confluence of anything but cacophony, the legendary river which enchanted Siddhartha flowed from the hearts of minds of the quick but not the dead, and the three quickly realized the fallacy of the famous nocturnal goatsucker, they adapted symbiotically--and the monopoly ended. Donning fleece and wool, they entered the cold, cold world only to emerge catalytically defined by the forges of fine. Get with it, don't be a hoser and lose your seat on the bus of virtuosity. Know that Hierarchy of Nut's influences have no borders, and neither does their output of originals and well-chosen covers. Don't ask your doctor if Hierarchy of Nuts is right for you--have a double-dose today!