Don't Go Into the Forest

This is a band called don't go into the forest. In the instrumental void, that is our music, thick, earthy riffs are punching harmonic melodies in the face, who in turn start crying and begin to run away. The evil synthesizer passes by and sells drugs to the harmony, who afterwards turns into a sick, psychedelic riff, loses its temper and the whole story starts over again, and again, and again... and... again. Nobody learns anything from this ongoing, vicious cycle of chaos. Hopefully in the end everybody's becoming friends, but when they start a discussion about tonal plurality, it might after all come to a brutal end. That's how our songs happen. Eventually I suggest really not to go into the forest.