"sound. random patterns. moisture. lies. exuberance. genitalia. these thoughts come from the top of my head. our music comes from the same place. not a wealthy band of gypsies nor a criminal act of cyber-punks but thanks for asking. if it were up to us, it would be the only form. emo that is. emo is what?? care to find out?? take a pen, write your thought on the sidewalk. sit under a tree and watch the clouds form shapes in the atmosphere of your mind. go to a show and study the stains that your tears leave on your shirt from crying at the intense moment of the gig.