Crackjaw, the Mighty

Blacktail, the Night-Hunter

Thunderstomp, the Colossus

A concept album about the Five Stages of Grief. 

"But how can you have a concept album without any words?" you may be asking us. 

Honestly, we don't fucking know. We were really high when we came up with the idea, and it seemed like a fucking award-winner at the time. Just roll with it. 

Track 1 is a song about Duluth, Minnesota. You should go there. 

Tracks 2 through 6 are the Five Stages of Grief. Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, and Acceptance. Yes, that's the Oxford comma. You should fucking use it, too. 

Track 7 was written for the passing of our grandfather. Which, ultimately, inspired this entire album. Kinda bullshit that he died and all we can come up with is a 15 minute long song that no one has time or desire to listen to. But it's the best we can do, and that's all Jesus asks of us.

The Final Flight Of The Peppered Pilot

Across The Ocean

Exhausted Into Hallucination

Wanderlust

From This Skin Leaps

A concept album about the Five Stages of Grief. 

"But how can you have a concept album without any words?" you may be asking me. 

Honestly, I don't fucking know. I was really high when I came up with the idea, and it seemed like a fucking award-winner at the time. Just roll with it. 

Track 1 is a song about Duluth, Minnesota. You should go there. 

Tracks 2 through 6 are the Five Stages of Grief. Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, and Acceptance. Notice the Oxford comma.

Track 7 was written for the passing of my grandfather. Which, ultimately, inspired this entire album. Kinda bullshit that he died and all I can come up with is a 15 minute long song that no one has time or desire to listen to. But it's the best I can do, and that's all Jesus asks of me.

Into The Forest

Harbor

We're Pangaea

Our guitarist is an attention hog
Our drummer never practices
Our bassist doesn't know what he's doing

We pooled our money ($14.73) and hired a monkey to record us

Listen to our stuff