The following invite was inspired by Michael Bay, Buffy the Vampire Slayer and violent vegetables.

From the ashes of musical ignominy they rise.

eerie soundscape

Champion to the seekers of harmonic dissonance, they were exiled and trapped for a thousand whole notes in a pandora box of repetitive commercial tunes.

power chord

But now, they are free.

fusion riff. darkness. misty fog. three shadows. panicked screams

"Oh god what is that I'm hearing??? No. No! Noooo!!!"

With mighty sticks, the keeper of the Fusion flame thrashes the kit. Evoking the pain of every cocktail gig, every sterile lick and overdubbed lines he was forced to endure.

fusion riff continues. faster. louder

"My ears! My ears!!! Stop with these chords that don't even go together! And the beats that go on top of each other! Argh! Help!!! I can't even find the ONE!!!"

No one can help you now humans. Feel the wrath! Feel the rage born from the endless cacophony of free jazz jam sessions! Thou who hath banished ear twisting compositions for the formulaic tranquility of auto tune ... Sonic vengeance ... will be ours!

with malevolent joy, the amp is flicked, the fuzz box engaged. the bassist plays hard visceral funk

Bwahahahaha!

"OMG NO! Not the piano. No please. Argh!!!!"

piano smash

The first discord is played followed by another and another. Showing no mercy to the sonically weak. For the musically strong must survive. It is the law of nature!!!!

Bwahahahaha! Bwahaha!!! Bwahahahaha!!!!!!!

The reckoning has begun. "Fusion and Ponytails", a discourse on musical genres and hairstyles, at La Revolucion on Saturday February 28 at 9pm.

Heavy Ethics. Has. Returned.