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Shedding his West Kentucky roots with hair newly-dyed and a nose for the strange, Colin Baxter headed to Pittsburgh in the wet summer of 1873. Having never seen a river, and finding himself suddenly entwined by three, Colin did the only thing a West Kentuckian with a nose for the strange could do - form a band. The early iterations were odd - muck-driven space-face bass slop - but his insatiable lust for the strange still grew, and the constricting rivers bound him more tightly. On April 18, 2003 - 14 years to the day that Colin first learned what the color red felt like - Colin took a walk, eastward from Pittsburgh. With a traveler's tune on his lips and and a bell in his hand....he walked. As the second night closed in, finding himself in the strange place which he guessed was not too far from Monessan, he stopped. Colin was paralyzed, but the traveler's tune persisted. Helpless against the unwieldy tune, Colin released and the tune, now luminous and animated, dove from his lips and inseminated the browning plot of crabgrass and paint chips he stood on. The ground grew restless and Colin collapsed to the ground in tuneful ecstacy - from the ground sprung three demi-gods, naked and smiling...and whistling. Sated at last, Colin returned to Pittsburgh with the trio of half-gods in tow. "We Are Robin Vote" he cried as he broached the city limits, and his pets echoed the cry. "We are Robin Vote"!