Archives for coven's rejects.

Arriving at an abandoned barn beneath a dead summer sky, Uncle Acid sets up his crackling vintage tweed amp. Nestled between bales of hay he sings tales of murder, lust and horror. He is soon joined by two female deadbeats he met hitchhiking. Playing on battered old pawn shop instruments, the trio record their tales onto a broken 8 track tape machine. A strange dynamic appears within the band, as Acid reveals himself as leader and controller of minds. The band has now taken over the barn. Illegal electricity powers old televisions and amplifiers. Old horror films play constantly as the trio delve deeper into a strange understanding based on drugs, lust and control. Before you can understand the living they say you must commune with the dead. Uncle Acid came from a wasteland inhabited by the cunning folk... or blood lines of the heathen or witche folk... So legend has it. His Music quite frankly evokes way ward spirits. Dead celebrities and those who are not named. This is a Coven+ weather wizard or witche... Fate has brought you to the gateway. Thrice cursed thrice blessed. Cometh forth free. I'm the veil.+ And partake in our festivities! And anyway Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats rock not only here... But on the astral plane 9/10 ghosts agree!! Do what you want and if any one gets in your way kill 'em!! (c) deadeye

http://acidcoven.com/

Публичная страница

Культура