Two Headed Spy

4 dudes, 8 heads, 1 stage, killer Tuesday! Thanks Utah!
Forged in the depths of a New Years Eve binge. JR and Trent, who emerged only in the dark and never for things nutritious, birthed the songs that are all things rock and weird things eccentric. We who were two became three when we were joined by our semi-professional hitting-things-guy, Troy. Three became four with addition of a barrel-chested, twin-15 earth rumbling bass player, Matt.
Today Two Headed Spy has emerged from it's cocoon of writing and practicing. We are setting tent stakes at venues all around the Bay Area until we can hoist a giant circus tent high into the sky where it will blot out the sun. We can then pipe our brain-bubbling rock into your ears in a relaxed Jim Jones style setting.
We accept all questions posed, but never pose while accepting questions. We never brake for the homeless because most of us don’t have cars. We stand on the precipice of a great abyss and wonder, “Could I hear the pee when it hits the bottom?” But mostly we are here to make music that doesn’t suggest but demand that your burger is prepared medium rare, you always finish your beer, and if you’re not here to get down, get the fuck out.
We are currently in the first phases of recording our official EP. It is expected to impregnate every female listener with pure rock! The dudes just get a stiff one up the pooper. Sorry guys.
-2HS
When you rock as hard as we do, there's no way you can't score high on the Love-O-Matic Tester
Annie's Social Club show – Heavy in concentration and full on falsetto