Long, long ago there were two minstrels that rocked a house on Lisa Street... I think, I really don't know... I wasn't there. But anyway, they called upon a man whose powers are so mighty, no one dares speak his name... and his name was John. And there, in the garage on Lisa Street or maybe at John's parents house in Burlington, they rocked through the days and nights until the time came to summon a man called Jay Murphey to layeth down these holiest of grooves onto a hard-disk recorder. Dan, Mike (first two minstrels, remember?) and John went on to rock the land, and rock it they did, until one fateful day the King Himself commanded Michael to trek across our motherland and go-eth to Portland and drinketh some good coffee. So, our two steadfast heroes began a quest of their own. After a few phone calls, a seasoned warrior by the name of Nate-Diggedy-Dog stepped up to the challenge. And challenged he was, for he was in another band called Priority 1, and certainly that it was. So, Nate parted ways with our boys with no bad blood, in fact you might even see them sittin' on the stoop knockin' back some Colt 45's with Billy D. Again, our heroes were left with no one to hold down the bottom end of their righteous jams. Dan and John were hopless, they didn't know what to do. Eventually they gave up and asked Noah from the Dirty Politicians if he could be un-punk enough to play in an emo band for a little while until they found another bass player. To which he responded "Punk?! I wear sweaters. This jacket? From Structure." And so the problem was solved temporarily. Dan was plaugued by a busy bass player and so he sent off a courier pidgeon with the message "S.O.S. Need Funky Bass!" attatched to it's leg. Within days a keen cat named Andrew came to the rescue. Noah was cast aside and all was well in the land of Ender. Just a little too simple you say? A little too easy? Well, you'd be right. Andrew couldn't handle the rock or maybe he could, but either way law school was a battle that had to fought alone. Acting quickly Dan seduced Noah back into the band, (a lil' lovin' goes a long way) and all seemed well. New songs were written and recorded, but this bliss couldn't last forever. Again, the bass player ruined everything, he moved to Phoenix. Eventually he came back, but only after ruining some things there. And you know what? Ender was right there waiting for him. Ender is now a fledgling super group.
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The 'other' omnipresent, omnicient entity known as ENDER would like to transfer a transmition upon you- it reads...Ender is Ender Is ender. The omnipresent omnicient entit[y](ies) were pondering the vast complications if at some choatic point in the time frequency known as reality, the collective ender consciousness were to play a show, together. This might mean that the choas effect, gravity, north, south, east, west, latitude, longitude, (etc.) would be erelivent, as all creation in it's glory and splender would be rocked to a fast and screaming death. More to come-if no one is rocked to death that is. That is all.
the other Ender-from Minneapolis.
