Off The Menu here, not the cover band outta Toranta, but the verified, rarified, confirmed and authentically fresh and super weird stylee freak folk-rock-punk-ass-blues-croonin' mothers of intention. Sorry Frank.
We, the most benevolent and provisory of "rock n roll groups" out there, have made it our mission to cajole you to new heights of freaking out, no matter the personal sacrifice we must endure, or the quantities of beer that must be consumed.
We promise you, the masses, three things:
To kick all the asses, everywhere, all the time; to make gentle yet thorough love to our respective instruments for your entertainment; and to share the beer if at all possible.
Respectful and servile as always,