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Melody, melancholy, & chords that go bump in the night…
We pick our own toes, scratch our own heads, eat our own dreams, and write our own songs.
Chris – songwriting, vocals, bass, guitar, “Norm, where’s my pick?”
Norm – songwriting, guitar, vocals, bass, “E major, the chillest of all keys.”
Ricky – drums, vocals, “I’m good.”
Sam – recording maestro, “Minor tweaks, guys.”
Rahul – Thomas Emeritus – guitar, vocals, “Hey guys, how about some Santana?”