"Targeting the place in your heart currently occupied by The Flaming Lips and Grandaddy, Staten Island New York’s Dead Rabbit have a song of weightless, undulating beauty in “Mechanical Animals.” It is a cruel world indeed that finds them currently unsigned, their deliciously idiosyncratic sounds and the selection of “ghost bunny” paintings on their MySpace site clear markers of the band’s artistry." -The Independent UK Top 25 Indie Acts of 2008
"If The Rabbits were from Brooklyn labels would be tripping over themselves to sign this band, but they're not so they remain our favorite little secret for a little bit longer. It won't be much longer now though, nothing this good can stay a secret for very long!" -Pop Tarts Suck Toasted
(they) seem to be the one most likely to blow up...they write songs that are better than Tapes N' Tapes and less jarringly artsy than Wolf Parade." -A New Nuance
100 million years ago today, a geomagnetic storm fell upon a group of meteors floating just past the Kuiper belt, 1,430 miles above Pluto's surface. The thick haze of negatively charged metallic dust coated all that was near. The planet's core grew dark. The ice and rock beneath bore nothing from its celestial womb. Not heat, nor light, nor any indication that life could ever exist. All potential was null, never to be saved from its barren and laborious haul through space. The universe grew quiet…
Until one earth day….
Cracks ripped through the surface of Pluto, revealing lime colored beams of photons, pulling violently at the stale atmosphere of the forgotten planet's frozen core. A most unexpected turn for this jagged field of rock and ice! THE CORE HAD BEEN BROKEN!! Ice melted in a stream of white heat and rivers ran red with the blood of all those in the universe that doubted the potential of what lied beneath the silver skinned abyss. All this time Pluto was not a planet at all, but an incubating womb, slowly nurturing and building each cell of the saviors of all universal society. Rock blew apart, creating all the meteors in the milky way! Within minutes of the earth's time, Pluto was no longer considered a planet! Nothing remained but the glowing glories of guitar feedback and electromagnetic rock. Nothing remained but…The Rabbits.
Standing upon a cerulean slab of molten metal stood three glowing white beings. Their skin, the color of the sun's pure light, their hair comprised still of golden ice. They rode toward earth feverishly, guided only by earth's barely audible clock; ticking the minutes of its life away . Their eyes crusted over with the ash of creation, they lay powerful, yet vulnerable in space. Alas! A friend in the universe! A dancing bear, clad in all the colors of the rainbow, shaking feverishly, rhythmically, they became entranced. BUT NO! His song breathes hope, not annihilation into the precipice of glory that sits upon the consciousness of the spirit. They will not be deluded! A swipe at his caramel covered bear's claw sends him beaming off into space. Focus is restored! They have a mission, but who will protect them?! Flying past Saturn and Jupiter, they near mars; frightened and dazed from the dancing bear's acidic praises. They grow weak with the universe's turbulent push and pull. They need sustenance…and then it came. In a most unexpected form, a space radish landed just by the edge of their metallic vessel. A new alliance born! They locked into place and all turned their focus toward earth. There was an apocalypse to bring forth!! There was no turning back now.
The Rabbits braced themselves for the tempestuous entry into the earth's atmosphere. Fashion Ferretti, glazed in sparkling carbon rode the tip of the meteor like a surf board upon a fiery wave of death and destruction. Crystal Taillieforce 7 and Rolls Andromeda clutched the Radish while making the descent into the Japanese skyline. All the world was asleep on the second day of rest , but little did they know that Sunday was never gonna come. The seconds tore and the space-time continuum broke under the burden of the pure massiveness of The Rabbit's powerful finality. They readied themselves for the vaporization of humanity, turning into mist upon impact. An entire society merely products of a chemical reaction, ceases in one moment of consummation. Fashion muttered "I know, I know that this is the end" as an explosion of glory turned the earth's molten surface into pure clear ice. Encased in crystalline gel, the Rabbits power will once again lay dormant, conquering the perseverance of life with the mystery of neutrinos.The cycle continues...
In 100 million years, they will once again impact all of living society , encapsulating them with the shroud of power, glory, and conclusion that is….The Rabbits.
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"Targeting the place in your heart currently occupied by The Flaming Lips and Grandaddy, Staten Island New York’s Dead Rabbit have a song of weightless, undulating beauty in “Mechanical Animals.” It is a cruel world indeed that finds them currently unsigned, their deliciously idiosyncratic sounds and the selection of “ghost bunny” paintings on their MySpace site clear markers of the band’s artistry." -The Independent UK Top 25 Indie Acts of 2008
"If The Rabbits were from Brooklyn labels would be tripping over themselves to sign this band, but they're not so they remain our favorite little secret for a little bit longer. It won't be much longer now though, nothing this good can stay a secret for very long!" -Pop Tarts Suck Toasted
(they) seem to be the one most likely to blow up...they write songs that are better than Tapes N' Tapes and less jarringly artsy than Wolf Parade." -A New Nuance
100 million years ago today, a geomagnetic storm fell upon a group of meteors floating just past the Kuiper belt, 1,430 miles above Pluto's surface. The thick haze of negatively charged metallic dust coated all that was near. The planet's core grew dark. The ice and rock beneath bore nothing from its celestial womb. Not heat, nor light, nor any indication that life could ever exist. All potential was null, never to be saved from its barren and laborious haul through space. The universe grew quiet…
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