The Gain of Another Loss is a what happens when you take four individuals with four completely different forms of dementia, paranoia, and demonic posession, and turn them loose on the world. We are not watching the train wreck, we are the train wreck. We spend way too much time wrapped up in all the other forms of debauchery South Jersey has in store, but when The G.o.A.L. finally shits out a song, it really stinks. Just like we all love the smell of our own feces, The Gain of Another Loss loves each nugget of audible waste we squeeze out.
We are loud. We are proud. We are often intoxicated. We are always loving life. We are The Gain of Another Loss. See you all in hell.
How's that for nonsensical ranting?