The Munchkins emerge from a small, damp area of this planet known as Livingston, Scotland. This little clique has but three members who have been honing their skills over many moons, constructing what appears to be an array of abrasive sonic oscillations capable of thrusting fear into the hearts of many, whilst simultaneously lulling you into a false sense of security. music is their bait, beware of their sharp pointy teeth and big sticks