Rilkin have forsaken this fatty planet to ascend steeply, steeply upwards and live in the magical invisible sky structure made out of ghosts and D chords that they have been secretly and selfishly creating with their average music for the last 2 or 3 years. Sadly plans to accommodate all of mankind in our magical screaming ecstasy-zone have been scrapped due to the recent credit crunch.Rilkin offers no apologies.However, various members of Rilkin will occasionally percolate softly downwards to ground level to indulge in various new milky projects in the future, many of which will be experience-able though the swish links on this very page. (scroll down to just above the Bombay Video)Have a nice ass.Rilkin[LOVEMYFLASH]
