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CD: Parapalegic Monkey On Crack Cocaine In The Desperate Moonlight Of The Bright City Stars That Don't Exist, Poh.
Label: ass panic records
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First of all, Dissonant Kittens In A Fruitbowl is not a cult. Although our critics have said we are dangerous, we insist that we are no more than a drum circle or a gathering of friends. Our musical journey has only just begun and we intend to take you with us, even if it is by force. For those of you who dare to dream, we can take you there. We are above playing god, our intention is to become God.
Our musical conception begins with Goya's painting of those naked cannibals and ends with the supreme light and joy of Heaven. Yes, come towards the light. Dissonant Kitten In A Fruitbowl is not just any pop group, we can align the planets and heal the sick.
Please, we have no where to go. Can we stay with you? Our roommate Stanley just opened a Dominoes Pizza in our basement. This is no small catastrophe. We are jazz, everything is intentional. Seriously, can we sleep on your couch? We do not have much back hair. A little maybe. We'll shave.
We are it. The it. It it. It's it. What is it? We will not accidentally return your porn to Blockbuster. We are promie keepers. Our tale is the tender heart felt tale of a young lad in love with the mistress of a younger man's betrothed. Breath in the romantic. I assert that we are promisekeepers.
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