Absurdist Notions Concerning The Ephemeral and Episodic Nature Of Certain Musical Leitmotifs In The Works Of Ezechay Delano Fortswearabin
Our band was called Levitated Potatoes. We recorded pencils dropping on a table. There were good times and bad times when we were in a band. There are always good and bad times. Our band played parties. People got drunk and threw things at us like chicken wings and bottles. Some people spit on us. We were not that good of a band. Music is a matter of taste. Our band is no longer a band.
