21 minutes of de-construction, eclectic, avant-jazz? who knows, but there is a whole lot happening here and it's beautiful.

Douglas Wilkerson composition, drum set and other percussion, vocal reprise / Michael Grimes, composition, synths, piano / Paul Richards, composition, guitars /Michael Billings, vocal reprise / Kyle Fraser modular analog synth magic / Colt Kraft, vocal reprise

Mixed and Produced by Doug Wilkerson and Michael Grimes (Dh8R's)

Flipping the Script

We inhabit a space somewhere on the outskirts of avant-jazz and punk rock, Dogs h8 Rats are genre defying, and full of surprises. The music is born of improvisational performances so with a little luck you'll catch the "mistakes and imperfections" now and then, or as Miles Davis once said "Don't fear mistakes, there are none" and that ethos is in clear evidence within the music of Dh8R's. The core of Dh8R's is made up of Douglas Wilkerson and Michael Grimes who collaborate with friends old and new."

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How best to interpret a Whale in my dream in choppy Australian seas. 🇦🇺 

gulls gawp insects on the wing across Albion. 

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rhythms aware but uncertain if their angle and direction is true. overtly aware self-sufficient dame. 
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Love many kinds of music, try myself to bring out some spiritual and soulful tunes to reflect or simply to have fun in producing. Doing nightshifts so sometimes if I can focus and "enjoy" and when its a silent night I can listen halfway carefully or in the morning I repeat and hear via headphones without interrupt and in a very relaxed mood, often till my handy fell on my face 