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ORLANDO, FLORIDA: A central battleground in the ceaseless war between swamp and asphalt, a conflict with no end in sight save the sunshine states eventual slide back into the briny depths.
Hither came Stucco: Mousetown outcasts, egg-pop pranksters, wild-eyed, winking, cloaked in ivory and obsidian, their autowah musings riding atop primal rhythms. With a DIY ethos and a taste for the eclectic, their warped brand of cartoon rock whipped crowds into frenzies and left them clamoring for a second helping. Busy basslines and power pop hooks forged an uneasy alliance with howling metal screams, octogenarian hip hop, counterfeit reggae, chrysalis-themed dance commands, and countless other bits of goofy nonsense. A heady and oh-so premium blend (like a fine vinaigrette or hybrid strain) was formed: full bodied, bittersweet, and USDA Prime certified.
Pummeling? Sure. Electrifying? Definitely. Completely 100% serious? Nah. Hail, Stucco! Kind of like Slipknot, kind of like The Wiggles. “Orlando’s #1 Music Band!™”
Hither came Stucco: Mousetown outcasts, egg-pop pranksters, wild-eyed, winking, cloaked in ivory and obsidian, their autowah musings riding atop primal rhythms. With a DIY ethos and a taste for the eclectic, their warped brand of cartoon rock whipped crowds into frenzies and left them clamoring for a second helping. Busy basslines and power pop hooks forged an uneasy alliance with howling metal screams, octogenarian hip hop, counterfeit reggae, chrysalis-themed dance commands, and countless other bits of goofy nonsense. A heady and oh-so premium blend (like a fine vinaigrette or hybrid strain) was formed: full bodied, bittersweet, and USDA Prime certified.
Pummeling? Sure. Electrifying? Definitely. Completely 100% serious? Nah. Hail, Stucco! Kind of like Slipknot, kind of like The Wiggles. “Orlando’s #1 Music Band!™”