Soupy LaRue is a very important idiot. 

He is like a force of nature; impossible to predict, incredibly destructive, and totally oblivious.

Soupy LaRue may or may not be of this earth. He doesn't experience time the same way as you and I and he might be in two places at once.

Soupy LaRue often stumbles into pivotal moments throughout history, fundamentally shaping our destiny. He has no knowledge of this.

It might seem that Soupy LaRue is a part of some great universal organisation, or a higher power, but no one has claimed him, and he claims no affiliation to any particular group.

Soupy LaRue is not evil or sadistic, but he is a little selfish and fairly inconsiderate. He bears no ill will towards any other living being, although, he sometimes gets frustrated and behaves... inappropriately.

Soupy LaRue is a very important idiot. 


Australian Based Producer // Guitarist
Inquiries/Bookings: tombrydon@live.com


Cosmo Thundercat present a raw and honest personality, creating music with a captivating and emotive landscape.

Lead vocalist and guitarist Anthony, bassist Sammy, and drummer David’s friendship has long been fertile, creative ground for the Adelaide alt-rock outfit.

Cosmo Thundercat have attracted support shows for the likes of They Might Be Giants (USA); Augie March; Thirsty Merc and Husky.

Their sophomore EP, 'Warning Bell', mixed and post-produced by Dani Castelar (Paolo Nutini, Michael Jackson, The Panics) has been awarded critical acclaim.

̷̢̟̦̣̪̤͖͈̪̞̮̬͍̦̤̈́̍ͫ̏͆̀ͣ͐̐͆́̕ͅ ̶̵̪͉̱̬̭̑̓̈ͭ̃͆̂͂ ̴̪̬̺̭̤̙̯͉̩̭̙͚͎̻̙̿̈̌́ͧͬ̄̓̌͑͒̾͛ͯ̒̇͜ ̖̪̤̭̲̥̹̘̭̺̪̣̙̫̫͚̭̘̓ͩͪͧͣ̆̒̔̀͠ ̸̖̞͓͍̺̠̮̝̥͉̜̫̬̜̀̓͐̏͊̽̌̃ͪ͑̔ͭ̓͂ ̧̯̗̹̻͈̝̼̯͖͓͉̦̝̭̙̭͔͕̒̽̏̈̃͗͂ͤ̒͛ͨ͐̚ ̎͒͌͊̀͏̸͇̗̦̜̬̯̙̺͚̮́̕͞ ͩͩ̽̊̎̓̆̈ͫ̽̂͗͂͋ͦ͡҉̷̨̦̱̩͇̻̹͚ ͒̒̾ͫͯͫͣ̍ͦ҉̝͙̞̰̼̘̳̩̲̬͔̪̩̝̫̣̗̕ ̸̈̽̐̉̌̑ͤͫ͏̢̦͔̼̦̫̦͇̣͔̖̙̣̘̫̣̯̻̕ͅ ̶̴̝̟͉̥̥̭͓͈͓̠̙̻̞͔͕̦̣̻̽̌͌̽ͮ̾ͭͥͤͯ̂̌ͦ̆ͭ̚͠͡ ̵̛̪̜̤̘͚̰̣̰̝̪̦̫̜͈͉͇̝̜͋͊ͣ͑͗̽̉̓̾ͣ̋̿ͦ͂̋̊̾ͤ͡͡ ̶̢ͩ̅̌ͯ̔ͤ͝͏͖̝̙̣̼̟͙̝̗̦̥̜̝̖̳ ̸̨̩̯̣͚̪̤̤̼̰̰̯͎ͯ̀ͥͧͨͪ̉͌̈́ͧ͒͌ͨ̈͑͂͂̒͘͜ͅ ̂ͭ͐̎̉̍̐͌͂ͩ҉̛͓̳͈̘̱̫̖̭̲͇̣͙͔ͅͅ ̶͔̰͖͇̽ͬ̆̑̂ͪͬ̿̎̅͛ͦ͂͛̆ͭ̀ͬ̚͜͠ ̡͓͎̩̥̯̬͎͓̫̪͍͕͖̞͉͌̑͗̿ͤ̆̈̀͢͟ͅ ̵̻̤̗͓̭͉̮͇͖̜̼̹̠̹͔ͥͤͩ̿̄̋͛̈̈̈̊̐́̚͢ ̼̻̩͖̞̳̙͈̻͙͈̱͚̦̰̹͐̒ͭͥ̇́͢ͅ ̴͚̣͇̮̬͇̟͎̮̟̗̳ͨͨ̊͂ͪͫ͌̐ͦ̇̓̂͝ ̍ͭ̒̆̂̋ͫ͊̉̆̉̚҉̣͓̠̲̩̼̜͈̹̗̠̘̣ ̶͎͕͈̦̺͇͈̰͙̤͎͖̪̜̞̥̐ͨ̃̄ͣ̑̈́̊̍͐̾͛̏ͨ͋͐̄̂͠ͅ ̸̂̿̎͐͂̽ͮ̌̾̓̈ͫ̇̾͊͒̇͝͡͏͓̭͙͉̘̲̪͚̲͇̼̬̤̕ ̡̛̥̙͉̞̺̭̲̘͖̔̏͗͑̏̎̅̈ͨ͑̉̓̀ ̴̶̶͓̳̗̱̖̲͎̗̿̋̋́̅̑̏ͦͯ͊́̑̒́̿ͭ͜͞ ̢̢̛̛̥͙̪͈̘͓͔̦͍͈̫̗̫̠͚ͤͥ͆̏͋͛̎͒ͭͬ͂̈͋ͦ̊ͯ͋̾͠ ̶̫̱̖͙̯̥̙̗͚̺͉̼̣̩̭̮̦̻͗͒̽͊̋̕͜ͅ ̶̡̣̰̩͕̭͚̗̞̩̥̞̖̥̤͋ͧͧ̅͛̀͌ͤͭ̕ ͫ̃̌̿̓ͭ̓̎ͮ̐̓ͭͮ́̚̚҉̛̩̙͔̞̣͇̬͔̝͔̱̻͕̕͠ ̌ͬ̓ͮͧ͋ͩ̔͛ͣ̚͝͏̡͎̠̰͕͡͡ ̛̟̺̩͙̟͖͔̠̥̲̬̤̇ͩ͋̓̀ͮ͛ͬ͟͝ͅ ͐ͯ̅͂͛̅̃͋ͧ̚̚͡͏̧͕̳̟̦͉̥̬ ̴̧̛͉̰̺̯͔̞͖͉̱̼͕͚̘̻̪ͥ̆̊̇̄ͬ͑͐̈ͦ̓͝ ̸̡̭͉̱̬̟̹̠̱͉̱̥̣͖ͤ̑̂͐̈́̈́̈́͒ͩͮ͆̔͗̽̄ͫ͋̀͟͞ ̨̳̫̰̼͕̥͙͙̺̒̈́͊̈ͦ̆ͮ̐́́̽ͨ̽͑̉͐̿͊̀́͢ ̵̢̜̖̤̥͙̝͉̘̩̜͇͎̣̜̲̻̗ͥͮ̿ͥ͂̎͌̓́̚ ̶̛̦̘̱̜̜̞̣̙̼͇͍ͤ̎̊̃͆͘͠ ̸̢̰̠̹̬̥̬̹̙̦̩̰̦̪̞̤͍̋̍̆̇͊ͮͤ̏̆͂̑͛ͬ̈ͮͤͬ̈́͊ͅ ̷̢̧̖̙͇̼̻̱͙͚̗͚̺̟̭͈̤̱̠̥̩ͩ͂̈̕ ͬ̿ͣͨ̇͗̽ͨ҉̶͎͓̻̼̼̜͔̪͓͉͓ͅͅ ͈̬͚̦͚͕͓͇̝͇̪̝͈̍ͪ̽̅̈́͐͒̒ͮͦ̍͒͘͟ ̵̸̣͇̱͚̘̩͇̣̙̠͚͚̘̿̇̑͛̽͆ͯͮͅ ̶̵̡̦͓̥̬͓̫̞̮̩ͤ̔̆͗̊͊̄ͥ̇ͭ̏̚͡ͅ ̶̢̡̗͙̪̩̘͉͉ͬ̄̓ͭ͌͊̉ͬ͐ͤ ̴̱̙͈̻̩̻̗͚̜̰͍ͥ̑͆́ͅ ̧̡̪̫̳͓͍̞̠͖̜̙̩̪̗̰̠̟̹̌ͣͯ̑̓̋̿ͪͥ̑͛̃̓́ͅͅ ̏̏̒̃̈ͩ̌ͬͯͧͥͪ̌͂̌͊͏̸̢̛̛̜̞͙̻̭̹͕̲̫̤̻̘ ̧̨̨̭̯̻̗̖̳͈̬̭̳̟̞̫̞̯̬̬̬̾̇́͑͑̏̎̈͒̊̈̈́̈́̚͝ ̗͎͔̖ͥ͆̓̔ͪ͊͜ͅ ̛͔̝̳͔̝͇͔͓̞̻̻̻̯̀̐̓̈ͩ̕ͅ ̴̸̨̨̼͚̜̥͕̲̜̠̱͂̎̎̋̅́ͤ͂ ̓̋͂ͧ҉̷̘̥̞̥͎̳̹͓͎̱̟̠̬ ̸̨̝̣̜̬͕͍͖͙̘͎̖͕̇̓̃͋͒̆͐̿̀͊̔̐ͦͧ̏̈́͐̚͠͞ ̄ͬ̾̐ͥ͆҉̡͙̘̹͔̙̯͉̱̺̬̕ ̷̴͙͕̮̥͙͉͗ͥ͂̌̆͋̿̾̿ͤ͠ ̵͓̲̦̗͕̦̦̦̰̪̗̟̝ͦ͌͗̕͜ ̨̛̣͉̫̬̱̄̒̿̉͂̅͋̊̂ͧ̒̍̄͛̆̾̉ ̨̦̯̠̠̭̻͓̥͓̝̗̙͓̩̙̘̦͍ͭ̉ͮͨ̌̔ͮ̿͗̚̕ ̎̈́̂͐̓̇̏̈́̆͛̀ͫͤ̀̊͏̯̪̫̞̲̬̪̗͈̙͕̙͍͈̣̤͠ ̴̛̺̠̭͙͖͖̞̮̮͖ͫ̐̍̉͛̔͒ͥ̈́̄̔̀͐̍̌́ͅ ̶̲̳͈̖̲̻̼̺̥̘̣͈̓͒̈́ͧͨ͆̿͊͂͂̓̆ͤ̓͘͘͟ ̵̨̼̟͉̳̦͚̎̒ͦ̓́̑̆͆ͤͥ̃̒̓ͯ́̃́͠ ̸̻̙̠͉̫͈̙̯̺̣͚̫̣͉̲̞̜̓ͭͣ̍ͪ̀̍̓͂̓͋̓ͫ̉̀̍̃̃͜͞ ͚͖͈̹̝̣̣̍́́͆̍͑̈ͬͯ̓̓͑ͦ̍͘͡ ͗ͨ͑ͣ̋̚͏̸̶̵̠̘͔̲̬̦̞͈̣̻͢ ̧̪̹̻͕̞͖̙̫̜̖͉̥͕͙̤̽̄ͦ̓̉͢ͅͅ ̴̨̡͚̤̮̠͍͙̭̝̜̪͎̙͖̑̄ͭͯͣ͊ͨ̅̈́̿̉̾̔͢͡ ͙̼̬̩ͨ̅ͣ̅͒ͪ̍̊̀̕͘͠͝ͅ ̵̡̛̭̘̝̰̜̥̖ͥ̎̅ͪ͐͛̓̚ ̵̵̵̡͓͔͉̫̤͔̜͑̋̃ͤ̈́̌̍̋̓ͤͩ͐͑ͩ͆͒͂͂͆̕ͅ ̢̨̡̬̦̲̩̞͙̠̩̻̰̺͒͗̓̔̋́ ͬͬ̉ͧͬͫ͗̌̃̾͂͐͆̈́ͤ͒͏̦̟̖̘̖̥̹̠̀ ̧̇̑̃͒ͩ͗҉̶͕̠͚̱̪͍̤͎̳̤͍͔̟̪̣̟́ ̶̴̰̠̣͉̺̬͂̀̒̎̆̎̈́̇̎͆̐͑ͥͬ́͜ ̶̶̣̦̗̖̮̂̄ͭ̉ͭ͐ͮͩ͐͊ͣ͒̐ͧ̾̎́̚ ̡̺͓̖̣̳̽̀ͫͭ̿̌̾͗ͮͯ̊̄͑͂ ̡͔͙͚͎̖̗̹̺̱̺͓̻̣͖̖̾̌̀̔̎̿̓̍ͤ̄͆̆ͯ̾͌ͭ͒̎ͨ ̄̂͊ͥ̎̿͆͂ͪ͐̾҉҉̥̝͕̭̟̖̣̺̠ ̜͉̥̼̼̬̲͖͖̞̙̘̫̔̐͑͗̆̏͆̓̆̄̾̅͑́͘͡ͅ ͭ̄͛̈́ͩ͊ͤ͗ͫ̂ͮͫ̄́͏̶̢̧͎̲͉̼̖̖̳ ̯̺͓̻͔̫̣̼̮͑̎̇ͯ̓̈͛̓ͯͫ̎͌̿͝ͅ ̡̮̥̤̯͉̯͈͖̪̪̞̤͇͓̭͚̬̾̽̊̀͂̒̍̕ ̗͍̟͇̙̩͙̗̬̱̬̖̥͕̮̜̬̤͒ͭ͌̄͜͟͡ ̵̒̐̋ͬͪ̽̀ͬ҉͈̪͈͢ ̴̽ͫ̾͜͡͏̝̘͉̗̟̜͈͕̙̘̮̯ͅ ̧͍̹͓͈͙͑̔͊̓̈́͆̈́̎̌͝͝͞ ̂̿̀̈̄͛̒͊͌̇̃͌̈́͌̚̚͏̴̨̢̹̭̙̥͞ ̵̴̴̸̣̗͓͈̳̮̹̦͙͓̾̊ͯ̍ͪ͊́́͂̂͘ ̶̨̖̙͓͙̺̳͇͐ͯ͆̔̾ͧ̄̌ͫ̂̅̆̉ͩͦ̚͟ͅ ̃ͮ͂͒̂ͬͬ̆̒͋ͬͦͦ̌҉̨̖͓̥̼͔̤̮̰ ̢̜̘̗͌͊̂͑̀ͩ̂͟͢͡ͅ ̧̡̼̻͚̱̤̟̘̺̥͎̄ͩ̿ͨͣ̅̃ͪ͌̉̎̃̋ͭ̀̀ͅ ̵̨̭̬͙̤͂ͧͧ͒̈́̆ͪ̑ͧ̔ͯ̏́̏͆̍̒̿̕͜͠ ̻̩̜͔͓̐̅̿ͪͭ̏̾̚͘͘͘ͅ ̷̸̷̦̺̣̬̩̩̤̻͖̫̟̦̺̗̬͉͐̐̐̓̓ͥ͟͝ ̛͐͆̏̎́̅ͧ͗ͧ͌̏̽̀͊҉̨͏̨̖͈̭͇͇͙̫̪̣͚̥ ̒̃ͪͤ̽̐̐ͫͣͬ͋͏̡̢̤͔̖̤͕͈̲̖̹̦͎͘͜ ̷̜̣̫̠̯̥͔͇̬̳̟̣ͭ̈́ͯͭͬ̓̄̆̿̑ͤ̍̊̂͆̒ ̷̛͎̖̝͉̦̙̼̻̦͎̞̳̮̮̼̿̾͐̊͋ͧ̓̽ͯ̀̈̔͜ ̵̤̮̖̤̦̠̙ͮ̊ͩ̉̂̾͒͋̑͒̋ͨ͋ͦ͊͡ͅ ̷̦͈͔̘̖̝̝͆͌̓̀̈͋͆́͡ ̶̛̩̞̘͓̩̣̖͕̞̌̏̒͗̅ͥ͋̿̌̊ͪͨ̓͒͑̍̓̚ ̸̸̯̘̰̣̗̥̬̀̍͋̔̂̇͟

Sing Say strive for smooth, successful sharing of their selective symphonic samples, supplied simply by superfluous servitude for those seeking satisfaction. Studiously, Sing Say sought sonic space, stumbling something sounding soothingly sexy, thus standardizing the spectrums of their sound.  Solidarity sided, these super strummers strike strings with sudden surprise that will suppress your surliness. So, soak your sore sorrows in spirit and send off the sadness suspended by Sing Say!

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