GAEA manages our concerts in Finland:
Esa Tontti/ GAEA Booking
esa@gaea.fi
tel. +358-3-211 0775
mobile +358-44 563 1430
fax +358-3-211 0776
For Germany, Austria and Switzerland, contact Solar Penguin:
Mikko Pihavaara/ Solar Penguin Agency
mikko@solarpenguin.de
tel. +49 (0) 69 256 269 60
mobile +49 (0) 173 90 65 484
fax +49 (0) 69 256 269 77
Records:
The Province Complains
1. I am the White-Mantled King
2. Astray
3. Higher Grounds
4. Heat and Romance
5. Born Again Christian
6. The Smell of an Artist
7. Chain of Saints
8. Mesmer and Reason
9. If You Must Tell Him
10. The Sharp End of a Season
11. Draw In the Reins
12. End of Straight Street
Draw In the Reins EP
1. Draw In the Reins
2. Higher Grounds
3. The Smell of an Artist
4. The Cold Hands of Great Men
5. Never Land Here
Hiya, thanks for being a friend - I enjoyed visiting YourSpace :-) Keep it up May your life be full of love, light and fun... hugs SOREN - Beats for change - NYERTUN
We're Tallowate, a band from Oporto, Portugal. We're inviting you to visit our myspace page and listen to some of our tracks which will be released as a demo ep in December. You can also watch the live video of "Pointless Discussions About Art (and stuff like that)", our latest track.
Just reminding you fellas to come to Austin for SXSW. I would love to see you guys here and would bring as many people out as possible, even from other parts of the US! South by Southwest!!!!! Make it happen!
Hi Cats on Fire Don't miss the opportunity to play at the world's biggest festival for upcoming bands! Play at the best and biggest venues in your country. Sign up your band today at www.emergenzabaltic.com Hope to see your band ON stage! All the best Emergenza Festival
Barry Armpit and the Personification of Plates: Episode Two.
Arriving late to his cousins wedding, Barry Armpit took his seat without ceremony. So far everything had gone without a hitch. Conserving his energy for the reception, he slept through the hyms and vows like a baby in the backseat of a car. Suddenly shuckled awake by the sounds of Zorba the Greek his eyes creaked open, only to be soberly slapped by the vision of an ominous stack of plates. Knowing there was nothing he could do, he froze in helpless horror. He knew he was but a paralyzed, caged witness, forced to look on and bury the guilt from his face. He would never have believed it before but he swore the whole stack of plates took a deep breath and prepared to face their demise with the proud defiance of forgotten Cambodian doctors. He left in disgust.