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David "Stitch" Coyle - vokal og bass |
Arvid Falch - vokal og gitar |
Kasper Anthun - vokal og gitar |
Jonas Wøien Olsen - tangenter og vokal |
Kristian Langlien - trommer |
David Coyle flyttet fra hjembyen Glasgow til Oslo og møtte Arvid Falch, nylig hjemvendt fra Beijing. Sammen ville de spille bråkete indierock, og med seg fikk de mellomeuropeisk eleganse og kaos fra Kasper Anthun og musikalske ferdigheter og litt god gammaldags norsk slagkraftighet fra Kristian Langlien og Jonas Wøien Olsen.
Låtene som ligger her på urørt nå er del 1 av "Knektfolk Sessions: Madmen know nothing of stealth".
In English, translated by the ghost of Hunter S. Thompson:
It was in the bleak January 2008, I distinctly remember, from the back of the room I could make out a shadow, but nothing more. A feverish mood took hold of me at that moment. ‘Prophet!’ said I, ‘Thing of evil!’
The disease had sharpened my senses, not destroyed, not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and the earth.
I had made up my mind to approach this shadowy figure. You might fancy me for a madman, but madmen know nothing of stealth. You should have seen how wisely I approached. It took me 2 hours to make my way across the crowded room. You would have laughed to see how cunningly I approached. Ha! Would a madmen be so wise as this? My head ached, and I fancied a ringing in my ears. I felt myself getting pale.
I arrived at my quarry simultaneously with 3 others; sinister appearing men. ‘Ye gads!’, I cried. ‘Has my stealth been in vain?’. I now grew VERY pale, but I talked fluently with a heightened voice, yet the sound increased. It was a low, dull, quick sound; much as the sound of a flock of horses from a distance. I began to rave, flailing my arms and swearing, yet the sound continually increased. It grew louder – louder – louder! And still the men chatted pleasantly, and smiled. Was it possible they heard not? Almighty god, no – They heard it alright – They knew – they were making a mockery of my horror! This I thought and this I think. And now, again – Hark! Louder – Louder – Louder!
‘Villains!’ I shrieked. ‘I see horses…’
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