The timeless haunt of immigrants and day labourers. Great food, great stinks, great parties!

30th Ave. One time jazz capitol of the Midwest. So of course we went bluesy.

Inspired by Highway 75. North or south, it don't matter. Just take a drive outta the city.

We got a little techno here.

Our first foray into hard jazz.

The interlude track for the whole album. Imagine, if you will, little snippets of sonic poetry linking the songs together. Oh wait, you already know about that. Anyway, here's the bonus track from The Lines That Divide.

And with this track, the album is finished. Except for the uber-track to encompass all tracks, which we'll release here as a single as soon as we write it. Enjoy!

The final track from The Lines That Divide.

Dig the history.

A great swath of sonorous ponderance.