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When Tinnitus Rex gets together to play, they rarely know what’s going to happen. Will magic happen? Will a fist fight break out? Will one of the band members go to the bathroom during the middle of a set and not come back?
It’s this spirit of unpredictability that drives Tinnitus Rex. Sometimes the music (in this case, a term loosely applied) could drift into bright safe, vaguely familiar places and in another moment it could be wildly spinning off the road into a dark ravine inhabited by ogres armed with electric cattle prods and ball peen hammers.
A lot of times, the first time an audience hears something from the band it’s also the first time the bands hears it themselves. Driving without a map while blindfolded.
Billy Joe Davis: Guitar
Cooper Long: Drums
Jeff Matz: Guitar
Joe Panton: Bass
Chris Roberts: Keys
It’s this spirit of unpredictability that drives Tinnitus Rex. Sometimes the music (in this case, a term loosely applied) could drift into bright safe, vaguely familiar places and in another moment it could be wildly spinning off the road into a dark ravine inhabited by ogres armed with electric cattle prods and ball peen hammers.
A lot of times, the first time an audience hears something from the band it’s also the first time the bands hears it themselves. Driving without a map while blindfolded.
Billy Joe Davis: Guitar
Cooper Long: Drums
Jeff Matz: Guitar
Joe Panton: Bass
Chris Roberts: Keys
