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WHOARFROST is a trio that lucidly plays what some might call Rock and Roll. We want to make something pure and sensual to overload the conscious. Something along the lines of John Coltrane meets Nirvana and Lightning Bolt with Jimi Hendrix. To get in front of a crowd and really go like mad, no holding back. That is what we do. We want to take you on the road, leave you in the mountains with no water, caress you in your sleep, give you something you don't have. WHOARFROST is currently preparing to record a new record for the Engine label and tour everywhere and anywhere. We want to spread our love to everyone. What else can we do in our world? Get jobs?

Press:

Max Elibacher on WHOARFROSTs live experience: "This ain't Skynard. Won't you play something I'd like to hear, damnit"

George Massenburg on recording WHOARFROST: "I fucking hate SSL consoles."

Susan Rogers: "This is not Prince."

John Berndt on our sound: "Incidentally, I use the word "music" lazily--I don't think that word captures what this range of activity is all about, the omni-directional attempt to transcend inherited limits of sensibility, but I use it anyway; an example of the kind of capitulation one makes to inherited categories that may be loaded or less-than-optimal in order to communicate "efficiently." "Evocative Sound" is perhaps more neutral for what I intend (though very sterile sounding) because it could subsume everything from "music" to information encoded in sounds conceptually to sensual sound forms which don't reference "musicality"--but in any case, I'll assume the reader knows what I am talking about, and how culturally limited and loaded the notion of "music" is. I'm not even sure I believe in "sound," phenomenologically, but that is another issue. WHOARFROST fucking rocks."