armed with four broken hearts and eight held hands, lauren habenicht, jared rutledge, hunter thurston, and matt anderson have forged a lustful symphony of intoxicating angst sure to grab at your soul like a hallucinating crack whore. they will make you laugh, cry, slit your throat and bleed on your ex-lover as you kiss her goodbye. they will scrape at your spirit like new steel wool. they will renew your faith in music and all that is good, and spur you on to greater things than you might have imagined. if you haven't heard their music, now is the time. if you have heard it, crawl into a cold shower wearing only your goodwill t-shirt and tight jeans and listen to it again. let your cd player short-circuit under the running water and enjoy the irony of it all. lauren is hot. hunter is way chill. jared is a philosopher. matt is an amazing songwriter. and ravish isn't in the band. let the four weary troubadours soothe your heart with a balm of rose petals and broken glass sure to calm, anger, sadden, and lighten your temperament. invite them into your world, and you will never regret it.