Flat Bones

Wolves of Mount Royal

Where Are We, What To Do?

M.I.A.

0151

In My Head

Seeker

Show Me

Down the Hill

Heaven Or

Self Worth

Apathy

Shannon and the Clams-Troublemaker

Many earths ago, the moon began to stir, and from scattering of the moon dust formed The Blurred Sun Band. Those alabaster bastard children dancing in the joys of night o'er melodies drenched in existence, harmonising in glorious splendour.

Suspended in a bubbling fluid: a monolith, hesitant to dare, on the cusp of revelation. The prophetic horns of the rapture call the worthy to experience. 
Time is no more, and that the mystery of God is finished.

Where Are We, What To Do?

The Blurred Sun Band

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