Rock & Roll never tasted so good. Crashin chords never sounded so fine. We bring you the best intentions dressed as chicken shit nobodies. We offer the finest strings & the perfect howl. Torn from pick-ups of molten noise & welded directly to yer head.

No stadia, no payola, no corporate hospitality - no dodgy supports, no double pack hell, no designer t-shirts (make yer own). Suspect everyone, trust no-one. Hidden agendas, projected careerism - sheep in wolves clothing. Music today, broadsheets tomorrow - idealogically corrupt.

Don't buy a religion that you don't need. Don't pray @ the alter of marketing. We're going underground & that's where we'll stay. Come join us in purgatory.

Jean Encoule Jan 2002

contact - the needle & the damage done