Eight ears, four minds, two pairs of childhood friends: One Eleven Archer.
Nobody could have seen this coming, nothing could have stopped it...no honeymoons, hard feelings, phone-tag, e-tag; some strings are just meant for certain skins... The right fuse for the right bomb.
So what has it become? Listen once.
It doesn't lead, it doesn't follow. It chooses a wave that will never break, so the ride will never stop.
This band was ultimately destined to form. It arose from the dissolution of two other bands, two bands that had already forged a viable musical relationship, having played several shows on the same bill before the simultaneous demise of both. The terms “ultimate” and “destiny” can safely be taken as gospel, for it was the immediate thought of members of the first-fallen band (upon hearing that the other had fallen) that a new project should logically rise from the remains.
And so it did, and here we are, two years and two recordings later, still acquiring momentum, still feeling warm with the knowledge that we have traced a path only a devoted, capable band could navigate. We are a self-motivating machine in which each component draws energy from all others and produces sounds that displace decaying molecules in dead musical atmospheres. Or, we are just four guys that belong in one band.
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Good to hear your all well, Me I'm going nuts with this show on Friday,2000 seat club how many seat can the dog fill with your host the mute. or dead dog if it doesn't fly.I'll live. Keep making it happen boys.Talk later. Sincerely:Road Dog
thanks dudes! this is kile (ex arbutustrio/sailorsblood). i still love you guys, maybe one day we could play a show together? for a while i wasn't sure if ya'll were still kicking, but then i saw some shows posted so i'm stoked! keep it real!
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