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Out of the fertile fields of Sonoma County has sprung a new and terrible entity. The day of reckoning is at hand. furlong has burst forth from the loins of Northern California to rock the proverbial balls of anyone within earshot.

When Jeff Latta, Schell Scivally, and Matt Palmieri united their wonderforce powers to combat this rising menace, they were able to do some insignificant measure of musical damage but it was not enough. A final ingredient was necessary to create a wailing force powerful enough to lull the furlong into its final sleep. When Eliott of the Whitehurst was brought forth as the missing puzzle piece that could control the impending chaos, the newly formed supergroup believed that the evil had not a chance. But they were wrong - oh, how they were wrong. The furlong swallowed them whole, absorbing them into its sick mission of musical domination. Now the hapless young men have no choice but to obey its twisted siren song, bringing crushing post-indie emocore progrock extreme hyperforce to the masses. Now, as never before, the I does not exist.

furlong is a formidable beast. Take heed of this warning, my children, and heed it good: do not attempt to engage this entity in battle. Disaster and destruction befall any who try to do anything, save heed its musical agenda. Weaving its magical tales of ninjas in attics, lonely robots....and Ben Pugno, the furlong is relentless and of a single mind in its goal - to bring the pain in ways never imagined. There is but one course of action for you, the inevitable future minions of the dread furlong ... sit back, try to relax and hear what you were destined to hear. Oh yes, Eliott of the Whitehurst....f-u-c-k-i-n-g trouble indeed.