- wayne - dane - mark
- bobak - jackson
The music they play to us is a soothing blend of rhythm and blues. This music was originally designed to drain mentally disturbed people of their passion and hope, to leave them suggestible and useless. However, an infected monkey escaped into the congo, and passed on the virulent music form to other monkeys, who started singing in close harmony. When they were found by Sigourney Weaver, she put them on a stage in Broadway, not realising that she and the audience had all caught Rhythm and Blues. To make matters worse, Craig Davidís pregnant mother was in the audience...
Rhythm and Blues is the only thing that has stopped me killing myself. It hasnít made me happy, or offered me enlightenment. Itís just that if they see me about to kill myself, they play Fill Me In over the speakers, and I just deflate.I just canít be arsed anymore.
Here is my tribute to Another Level, who are the one band more than any other who leave me lethargic and void. Which is a good thing when youíre filled with malign desire like how I am.