I knew there was something in that pasta…
The Man, behind the Man, behind the Man.
exit61: Do yourself a favor and check out I’m in You. An incredible band from my home town Brooklyn NY.
Somewhere inside these songs of apocalyptic dread beats the awkward, romantic heart of a late-seventies high-school prom band that wants to make you dance in all your adolescent, hormonal humanity. I’m In You’s omnivorous musical entity absorbs twitched-out post-punk, disco, and minimalist rhythm experiments and blends them with vocal incantations and guitar freak-outs, in a sincere attempt to deconstroy everything we love and hate about rock and roll.