Artist description From truth! Lo! The Buckminsters exist! Walk, amble, toddle, tread with us, find reality-devotion! Ah! Music! Racket! Rejoice! It is not criminal, we are not bandits, maybe vagabonds of funk! Do you hear us? We are with you. Holding hands; epic. We will kiss your ears and make lotus blossoms bloom. Noise-truth clears heads, opens the souls, windshield wipes the eyes; bop heads. We are The Buckminsters: organize, plan, prepare. Instructing psyches in truth-noise. We pass the river Styx and get change! We tread on you, and eat pickles afterwards. We laugh at time, and then spit on our personal contacts. We have been known to steal first base! The earth trembles under us. Lakes turn to fire under our spell, and we eat the cooked carp. We are impervious to Chinese food! The lexicon is altered when The Buckminsters take 'the boards'. We have been known to stumble across cosmic strings; epochs pass and shatter! We don't put any butter in this! Pull the wool over your eyes; feel the static cling destroy the microprocessors civilization implants. Clear your heads- drip in noise truth; then take a shower in sandpaper. Such is the undeniable truth-beauty complete completeness; The Buckminsters

Location Chicago, IL - USA

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