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eclectic, weird, rock and roll
Tub Ring is the unwilling, led by the unknowing... Doing the impossible for the ungrateful. In fact, they have been doing so much, for so long, with so little, they are now qualified to do anything with nothing. True postmodernists, Tub Ring's nomadic musical senses fit them snugly in the company of norm-defying acts such as Fantomas, Radiohead, and Beck. Tub Ring's Last album, Drake Equation was released in June of 2001 on Invisible Records, and was produced by Trey Spruance of Mr. Bungle, who crafted a perfect mix of raw live energy and studio playfulness. Fermi Paradox (Oct 02), their new album, takes over where Drake Equation left off. This time Tub Ring went into the studio armed with a slew of guest musicians creating a small orchestra to compliment each of the new tracks. In a given track one might find sitar, flute, violin, vibraphones, and a horn section. This album may very well be one of the most ambitious indie rock recordings of our time. In fact, Fermi Paradox might deepen ones outlook on the universe or soften the heart of the most jaded music listener. Tub Ring has taken their controlled schizophrenia all throughout America, Canada, and Japan. Constantly Touring/playing with a variety of acts including Mindless Self Indulgence, The Girly Freak Show, (Featuring Sylmensrta Hymen of Gwar), Estradasphere, Dillenger Escape Plan, Stone Sour, Chevelle, Pennywise, Buckcherry, Dog Fashion Disco, CKY, Wesley Willis, Mushroomhead, Breaking Benjamin, The Frogs, Jimmie's Chicken Shack, The Dismemberment Plan, The Blue Meanies, and more. Their humor, vigor and authority on stage never fails to capture new fans and always entertains long-time followers.
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Peak #9
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Tub Ring
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2003
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December 28, 2003
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Invalid I don't believe that we can conceive of an afterlife that's meant to be perceived catastrophes, calamities, catastrophe everyone loves a tragedy. there's guns, there's guns guns guns! pointed at our head every time we close our eyes, but what are we, little folk, to do about this bakery full of lies. we don't need no one to turn out the lights for us when we go to sleep. catastrophes, calamities in our dreams when we dream we like to dream about tragedy and afterlife, a perceived reality, a tragedy, a catastrophe. it seems my life is only just pretend and dreams are only what you make of them, and themes are reoccurring so often if i were wise id see a trend we don't need no one to turn out the lights for us arguing things that have never been said, the mail was empty, the books were unread progress hindered by arrogance, inquiries made in present tense, future stars will be twice as dense as ours, twice as dense as ours. repetition shoved down my throat, answers given by anecdote crueler sonnets were never wrote at all, never wrote at all and we don't need no one to turn out the lights for us, how can you sleep at a time like this? the answer was pointless, the question amiss, to err while conscious the words a mistake, how can I afford to stay awake
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