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| The Grandmothersfromouterspace are an alternative rock band that really like the word phastasmagorical and try to validly use it in a sentence at least once a day (eg. I was in the library yesterday when all of a sudden, I spied a solemn young man with a quite phastasmagorical haircut). They are also from outer space. Currently they rock out in their hastily constructed garage (which funnily enough has never had the pleasure of having a car drive and park inside but has housed, over the eons, alot of junk and their collection of demented semi-autobiographical pieces of art) with their audience consisting of a strangely, beautifully, and naturally petrified dead sparrow, and a white, long-haired, and slightly aloof neighbour's deaf cat (the cat's deaf, not the neighbours, hence their shirty looks and frowns when a once in a blue-mooned out-of-doors encounter whilst nipping out for essentials like milk, bread, kryptonite, etc) that occasionally gives a half-hearted meowl outside the window, but they suspect she may be there more for the verminiferous activity in the area rather than for the pulsating rock n' roll. They shall be coming to a venue near you soon. |
Tracks
Oh What a Girl
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Lets Get Out Of Our Heads
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