Old school, punk rock, lo-fi, do-it-yourself superlive from the basement. circa 1986

I am The Count!

A fine dose of melancholic posing.

Because even a thematic element deserves its own theme song. And the Machine grinds on.

Now with more cowbell! Yee haw!

The heavy strings sigh and sway, building towards menacing elegance.

They stand up and sit down, infinite myriad impulses contraidicated by evolutionary imperatives.

A song ever in need of a title.

The theme from the novel Leadfoot Angels.

With the winds of creation streaking their faces, our heroes take flight into the deepest recesses of the Genreverse. Come join them.