Scott - lead vocals Matt - dialogue/vocals/crappy percussion Phill - dialogue/vocals Jon - electric guitar Josh - acoustic guitar Allan - sound management/recording/crappy percussion Anthony - groupie/sexy creative inspiration Jeff - another male groupie
Influences
anything that can make your heart well up with tender yet sensuous emotion.
Sounds Like
sounds kind of like my tears dropping like morning dew on the cold hardwood floor...and my shortness of breath when i'm next to my former lover, like my heart shattering into a million pieces as i stare blankly into the tattled old picture of us...
What is pain? What is love? What is heartbreak? What is emotion? All of this can be personified in the music of the sunshine massacre theory. For our fans, we will continue to spill the soft and supple contents of our emotionally bruised yet strangely masculine hearts for you.
No, we're not gay.
IF YOU DENY US THE SUNSHINE MASSACRE THEORY WILL WISH HORRIFIC THINGS OF AN EMOTIONALLY CRUSHING AND SENSITIVE NATURE UPON YOU!!!!
The Sunshine Massacre Theory's Friend Space (Top 6)
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THAT LEAD SINGER!!, i think his name is scott or something..HES SOOOO HOT OMIGOSH THE REST OF THE BAND LOOKS REDICULIOUSLY UGLY COMPARED TO HIM OH MYYY
I'll tape my dying, blood thirsty black heart in the fanmail I send to you.
Longing once more for that stationary.
I'm so alone without that stationary.
It's all your fault.
How could you do this to me?
Yet... I still love you.
Where would I be without you?
Well, if you want to know, read my previous comment.
I'm sure you DON'T EVEN CARE if while you are doing that I am sitting in the corner of a dark room slitting my wrists with that party favor we cherished so long ago.
The pain never stops, does it?
"Now there's no beauty in" my "bleeding mascara."
My "lips are quivering.
Like a withering rose."
Angst, sukka. ANGST.
♥♥♥.
[christine.]
Oh, Sunshine Massacre Theory.
Where would I be without you?
In bed crying blood tears, I presume.
Picking splinters from under my fingernails.
The tears never cease to flow. Oh no.
My heart is dead and so are you.
Come to my party.
The favors are so tragically awesome.
You guessed it. Razors!
Now we can all slit our wrists... together.
And that, my friends... Is the moral of the story.
♥♥♥.
[christine.]